Oh please, let it be love
Because I don't want to be used.

You make me beg for a God
I don't even believe in.

It's you and me
Balancing between love and abuse.

And what I hate the most are your moodswings
One day you make me feel like I'm your everything
And the other like a back-up plan.

Have you ever felt this foolish?
I have.

Love isn't worth a thing anymore
When you don't agree about the definition.

To lay there in your arms
It felt quite magical.
I never wanted to leave
Your sweet embrace

If only love was involved...

Your lying and cheating doesn't effect me as much as before
Because I'm getting quite used to it

You claim you love and cherish me
While you hurt me in so many ways

You can't lose something
You never had.

I'm sick of all those bitter endings
Everytime I'm the one who's making an effort
And you don't even bother to think
of how I'm feeling