What Love Is

I don't need none of your bedroom bruised sweet box An' I don't need none of your spoiled ass sweet talk I'm gonna write on your face with my pretty knife I wanna toy with your precious life I want cha ta know I want cha ta know I want cha ta know I want you to know what love is I don't need none of your tender back-seat love An' I don't need none of your two-bit machine love I'm gonna write on your face... I don't need none of your sleaze ball greased love An' I don't need none of your spoiled ass sweet talk I'm gonna write on your face...