I see lovers in the
streets walking,
Without a care.
They're wearing out loud
Like there's something in the air

And if they're lucky and they'll,
They'll get to see and if they're
Really really lucky they'll
Get to feel.

Love takes hostages,
Gives them pain.
Gives someone the power to
Hurt you again and again

 

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.

If it was easy,
It wouldn't mean nothing tough.