Baby, I'm sorry I done you like that.
I called you a name and I gave you a whack,
Spit in your eye and gave your wrist a twist,
And if that ain't love, what is?
In front of your apartment, I waited all night long
To see who you'd come home with and if he done you wrong.
Then I slapped your face and I stepped on his...
And if that ain't love, what is?
I called up the police, swore that you stole my car.
Showed some naked pictures of you down at the bar.
Pointed out the part of me you used to kiss...
And if that ain't love, what is?
If that ain't love, then a Cadillac ain't a car.
And if you'd rather be with him than me,
You're a stupider bitch than I think you are.
I tore up your clothes, threw 'em out in the rain.
Flushed your birth control pills down the drain.
If you don't want mine, you can't have his...
And if that ain't love, what is?
I stared at your picture till I went into shock.
Sold my guitar and got my gun out of hock.
Took a shot at you but I deliberately missed...
And if that ain't love, what is?