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we used to sit and talk so cynically but now you ’ve gone and done it you’ve gone and broken your heart now whom I will laugh with about the tragedy of love you’ve gone and broken your heart and left me behind. I’m sick of it all let’s move out into the sun and not think about love this is so messy let’s clean it up let’s not talk about things we weren’t meant to think about anyway because if you ask me honestly it’s not worth it. don’t mistake me. I’m a hardened skeptic because if I weren’t I would be much unhappier than I am right now love is a spider eating away at my brain so I shoo it away not kill it, because you can’t kill love I shoo it away but it comes back and tenaciously builds cobwebs in the corners of my mind until until I think I might explode under the pressure so I try to step back step away but it dogs my footsteps I’m afraid, a little, of dogs I’m afraid of love that’s it, yes I’m a