Love is a lie.

Love is like a rose, blooming and bright,
it drives away pain and hides all the fright.
But why does a rose represent love when a rose always dies?
Because love is nothing but meaningless lies.
Love is nothing,
it plays with your head,
it makes you miserable until your dead.
DEAD! DEAD! Six feet down,
maggots in your hair,with your face in the ground.
Loves lies to you,it lies to me
dont you see? It's all a conspiracy.
Those brainwashing freaks,
they want your mind.
They're looking everywhere,
and it's you they find!
SAVE YOURSELF! Run away, dont wait,
leave me here to stay. Leave me alone, you always do,
and i hope you know... I never loved you.