Well I don't want your diamonds, drape me in bones and fur and blood You know I'm no big fan of your timing But I'd take you broken down and covered in mud, if I could keep your love Well you draw too long on the bottle, and you crawl too far on the floor But I know somewhere inside that heart of yours Something grows into something more So take me, love, down to your cellar door and show me the meaning of Makin' love down to my rotten core, how to get clean and rise above Let me keep your love Well someday I see us crossin' over, our names engraved in grey headstone But I know I'd cry ten lifetimes over if I had to lay in that grave alone