There's a parody of that Bruno Mars song, Grenade. Original lyrics:
What you don't understand is I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya baby
But you won't do the same
The parody is from a woman's pov on whether he'd take out the garbage for her, wash the dishes, join a book club or make dinner. It's not the grand gesture of dying for someone else that's love, it's the small gestures of living every day. And yes, it's all about HOW that gesture is done, as you know.
There's a parody of that Bruno Mars song, Grenade. Original lyrics:
What you don't understand is I'd catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya baby
But you won't do the same
The parody is from a woman's pov on whether he'd take out the garbage for her, wash the dishes, join a book club or make dinner. It's not the grand gesture of dying for someone else that's love, it's the small gestures of living every day. And yes, it's all about HOW that gesture is done, as you know.