Love's Game

Why must love hurt so much?

Destroy your heart and turn it to dust?

It makes you wish that you would die

To escape the pain, stop the tears you cry.

You try to keep your heart from falling again.

But in the end, love always wins.

So you pray someone will take your heart

And keep it safe, not tear it apart.

But love is just a wicked game

Snaring lost hearts in its web of pain