The End Of The World

Not Like Them

We're not like them

We are one.

What they might think insane

For us it's only fun.

You may hate me today

I'll just love you tomorrow.

And when it's my turn to hate

You won't feel no sorrow.

We are not like them

We are fickle.

What's painful for them

For us it's a mere tickle.

The only one who can understand me

Is you

Even on the days when you're troubling me too.

We're not like them

Because I loved you forever.

You've been in the ground for so long

You didn't feel my tether.

It's thin

And shines under the moon

My time is coming

So you'll have to make room.

We're not like them

We put their love to shame.

Where their graves only have them

We have each other's names.