i could say love is pretty
that you need no self-pity
but it seems that's not the case
so don't fall in love, don't get tied in the lace
there's too much to lose, too much to hate
it leads to crying at hours far too late
the books, sad songs, the cinemas
they all lie, lie, lie
for no one ever tells you
that love feels like being fucked with a knife
