In my heart, the moment I could tell
she was beautiful, the world fell
and I didn’t rise but sank downward,
downward, downward down.
And if I had cried
I would surely have drowned
All because i had nothing to trust,
I fell without thinking
thinking I hate love.
I hate love.
Desire always enters at an angle.
Catches the light just so.
Few know that if you step to the side,
love dies, love dies, love dies, I’m sure.
And I don’t want to despise her.
I don’t want to be there
when she fills me with disgust
just because she’s so sweet,
I hate love.
How the hell am I
supposed to fall for an angel?
It just don’t somehow seem true.
She says it’s good to be tangled
up in blue, up in blue, up in blue.
I can’t argue. I love her. I do.
It’s just when the earth falls.
It’s all the mothwing dust.
It’s just a matter of time
and it’s all because of lust
but I hate love.