I see lovers in the streets walking without a care
They're wearing out loud
Like there's something in the air
And i don't care
They're treading lightly
No they don't sink in
There's no tracks to follow
They don't care where they going
And if they're lucky
They'll get to see
And if they're really really lucky
They'll get to feel.
And if they're truly blessed
They get to believe
And if you're dammed,
You'll never let yourself be diseased.
And it kicks so hard,
It breaks your bones.
Cuts so deep
It hits your soul.
Tears your skin and makes your blood flow
It's better that you know
That love is hard.
Love takes hostages, gives them pain
Gives someone the power to hurt you again and again
But they don't care
If it was easy,
It wouldn't mean nothing tough.
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