Is love even real?
We can't see it, we can't touch it.
Everyone says it's something we feel.
But my heart will not find a place where it can fit.
I've felt it once before.
It killed me, it shattered me.
I fell on my knees on this hard concrete floor.
Time has passed, will I ever be free from this misery?
This sweet and sour symphony
Has my senses in a daze.
It's a sweet and poisonous melody.
That won't set me free from this haze.
"Help!", "Help!" I yell.
No one can hear me buried underground.
It's like living in hell.
I wish it felt like heaven, like dancing on a cloud.
I miss him, I miss my lover.
Where is he? The one that set my senses on fire.
He left me. Now I must discover
What the true meaning of love is, oh I dire.
Love is dead.
It's just a lovers quarrel.
I died inside, now lay me to rest on this floral bed.
Penny for my thoughts, now they shall be immortal.
