Love is pain to my heart,
it's an enemy that has tore me apart,
Love is a disease that offers no cure,
an unsteadily word that is always unsure,
Love is a poison without any solution,
it's this world's one main pollution,
Love is the death of someone close to you,
just an unreal emotion that tries to see you through,
Love is a happiness that doesn't really exist,
just another reason to cut your wrists,
Love is nothing but a sack full of lies,
the end result of all the pain within your cries,
Love is nothing good to have with you,
because the person who you love will never say I love you too.
