Love, what metal are you made of?nYou must be from some scheming starnLove, you're wicked and heavenlynYou set me freenThen you lock the doornI can't go backnand I can't go forwardnYou got me wrapped around your fingernTie a a rope around menReady, aim, and pull the triggernLove, you push me and say I've fallennIt's your fault reallynIf I'm a foolnThis train don't stop and it don't go nowherenYou got me wrapped around your fingernYou wrote the song and you made me the singernn{Instrumental}nnLove, tell me what metal are you made of?nWell you must be from some scheming star