Love hurts...
It makes you feel alive,
Then burns...
And still you contrive

Love makes you fight
For more, for a lot, for all
Then you feel nothing but delight
And for nothing, you still crawl

Love makes you scream
Of pleasure, of pain
You believe its just a dream
But a nightmare it is, once again

And then love makes you still believe
You will be full in happiness
But all you truly find is grieve
'Cause love is nothing but nastiness...