Love, plain and simple

How does the beating heart know?
When will the human brain learn to flow?
What does love have that causes us to fail?
Where do we find the answers so we can bail?

From love...

Love is the only thing that can kill me
and also blind me from learning to see.
The one thing that can lift up my feet,
and also be my greatest defeat.

Love came in the night and stole my heart
It gave my heart to him and he tore it apart.
Now my heart is no where to be found,
don't know what love is, it's somewhere on the ground.

Bleeding...

Love is the only thing that is worth living or dying for,
the only thing that doesn't care about rich or poor.
The only feeling that is hard to overcome
if you ever learn to make love feel dumb.

Not possible...

My head won't stop throbbing
my heart is constantly sobbing
yet I haven't found it, despite it's cries.
Don't know if I want to find it, after all its lies.

The heart is a two faced psycho path
And it's something that isn't very good at the right math.
The right math being give me what I need,
the right math being give me what i want and be freed

2+2...

not me and you

Guess I'll someday die and realize the truth
and laugh when I look back upon my youth.
Or at least I hope that's how it works out
and the times I lose love I won't have to count...