I used to dream of love
I used to toil
I used to create chaos because I wanted to find love from another source
I wanted love so much I hurt
I used to spend time searching blindly
Not caring the cost
Because after all, if I give up this wouldn't they love me?
Paint a porcelain doll only to see how fast she breaks
Watched her crumble underneath from the weight
"If only" and "I wish I had" played on repeat
I used to dream of love
But not anymore
