Oh how love seems great,
But baby love can bring hate.
You think with your heart, not your brain,
But all this will do is bring you pain.
Did you look at who I am?
Torn, stressed, boring goddamn.
Trust me, I'm so sure about how things are,
I know what happens when these kinds of things go too far.
You can't let it consume you as it has
That way, it will do to you what harm it can.
You see the world in reds and pinks,
Acting like all there is to bars is getting drinks.
Because love is dangerous you see
And when you find out, I'm sure you'll put the blame on me.
Oh don't hate me please.
I'm just being who I'm meant to be.
So the day you'll take off your accessory,
Is sure to end in tragedy
Because I'm not this perfect being
That you fathomed me to be.
