The truth about love Comes at three AM You wake up fucked up And you grab a pen
And you say to yourself "I'm gonna figure it out I'm gonna crack that code Gonna break it, break it down"
I'm tired of all these questions And, now it's just annoying 'Cause, no one has the answers So, I guess it's up to me to find it
Truth about love As it comes, and it goes A strange fascination It is lips on toes
Morning breath, bedroom eyes On a smiling face Sheet marks, rug burn And a sugar glaze
The shock and the awe That can eat you raw Is this the truth about love? (Ah, the truth about love)
I think you just may be perfect You're the person of my dreams I've never ever, ever, ever been this happy But now something has changed
And the truth about love Is it's all a lie! I thought you were the one And I hate goodbyes
(Oh, you want the truth?)
The truth about love Is it's nasty and salty It's the regret in the morning It's the smelling of armpits
It's wings, and songs And trees, and birds It's all the poetry That you ever heard
Terror, coup d' |
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