

He locks the gate before the sun goes down
Says there is too much danger in this town
He keeps my keys right on his heavy ring
Likes to decide on every single thing (mmm-hmm)
I hear his heavy boots upon the floor
He checks the latch on every single door (shhh)
Oh, he calls it love when he holds too tight
Keeping me safe from the cold,
cold night
Built me a cage out of gold and stone
He swears he never wants to sleep alone And I am his,
and only his, you see
He loves me to death,
and it is killing me
He bought the dress that sits upon my frame
He carved into the oak tree both our names
He watches me when I begin to write
And asks who I was thinking of tonight (oh-oh-oh)
Oh, he calls it love when he holds too tight
Keeping me safe from the cold,
cold night
Built me a cage out of gold and stone
He swears he never wants to sleep alone And I am his,
and only his, you see
He loves me to death,
and it is killing me
He loves
me to death... Yeah,
he loves me...
But I cannot breathe...