• The more that I think,
    About everything we we're,
    Everything we have become,
    And all,
    That we could have been,
    The more I start to cry.

    That's what love has done to me,
    It has destroyed me,
    And all that I cared for,
    I used to love you,
    You used to love me,
    But that's all changed.

    Love has killed me,
    On the inside,
    It has made me a hollow shell,
    Of which emotion is completely void,
    Where the light has forgotten to shine,
    And turned me to dust,
    Made me dark.

    But it also makes me light up,
    Whenever you come back,
    To say you're sorry,
    It shines on me,
    And brings me back to life.

    Love is horrible,
    Love is a killer,
    Love is dangerous,
    Love is ruthless,
    Love is death,
    And love is 100% worth it.

    Love is what makes me breathe,
    Love is what killed me,
    Love has destroyed me,
    Then saved me from itself,
    Love is evil,
    But love is also good.