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The truth about love
Comes at three a.m.
You wake up fucked up
And you grab a pen.
And you say to yourself,
"I'm gonna figure it out.
I'm gonna crack that code.
Gonna break it, break it down."
I'm tired of all these questions
And, now, it's just annoying
'Cause no one has the answer,
So, I guess it's up to me to find
The truth about love
Is it comes and it goes.
A strange fascination
With his lips and toes.
Morning breath, bedroom eyes
On a smiling face
Sheet marks, rug burn,
And a sugar glaze.
Shock and the awe
That can eat your eyes.
It's the truth about love.
(The truth about love)
I think you just may be perfect.
You're the person of my dreams.
I've never, ever, ever, ever been this happy
But now something has changed.
And the truth about love
Is it's all a lie.
I thought you were the one
And I hate goodbyes.
Oh, you want the truth?
The truth about love
Is it's nasty and salty.
It's the regret in the morning.
It's the smelling of armpits.
It's wings and songs,
And trees and birds.
It's all the poetry
That you've ever heard.
Terror coup d'etat,
Lifeline forget-me-nots.
It's the hunt and the kill.
The schemes and the plots.
The truth about love
Is it's blood and it's guts.
Purebreds and mutts.
Sandwiches without the crusts.
It takes your breath.
Cuts and leaves a scar,
But those untouched never got,
Never got very far.
It's rage and it's hate
And a sick twist of fate
And that's the truth about love.
(The truth about love)
I think you just may be perfect.
You're the person of my dreams.
I never, ever, ever, ever been this happy
But now something has changed
And the truth about love
Is it's all a lie.
I thought you were the one
And I hate goodbyes.
Oh, you can lose your breath, and,
Oh, you can shoot a gun, and
Convinced you're the only one
That's ever felt this way before.
It hurts inside the hurt within, and
It folds together pocket thin, and
It's whispered by the angels' lips, and,
Ahhh, ahhh, (Ahhh, ahhh)
It can turn you into a son of a bitch man.
The truth, the truth, the truth about love is,
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is,
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (I think it just may be perfect.)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (You're the person of my dreams)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (I never ever, ever, ever been this happy)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (But now something has changed)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (And the truth about love is it's all a lie)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (I thought you were the one and I hate goodbyes)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (I think it just may be perfect.)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (You're the person of my dreams)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (I never ever, ever, ever been this happy)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (But now something has changed)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (And the truth about love is it's all a lie)
Truth, the truth, the truth about love is, (I thought you were the one and I hate goodbyes)
Truth about love.