If this is what love is, then why does it hurt?
Why does my heart feel as if it's been burnt?
My mind's a stir
my thought a blur
My common sense, i cannot concur.
All i can think is that I want out.
I should never have let myself be bare.
There should be a sign, a warning, beware.
But i guess that's what happens when you open on up
You're heart gets shredded,
a million tiny little cuts.
