What is love?
No one yet everyone knows
Is it pretty like a white dove
Or harmful like an overdose

It can be the most amazing thing
Yet can make you feel worse than dying
It can make you feel happier than a king
Or you might end the night crying

You might love one with everything
Yet not moving a stone
The pain of what love can't  bring
Will make you moan.  

Love is when you know it doesn't matter
What anyone thinks
It can make your self respect shatter
Just like strong drinks

Love is when you keep the fake smile
Because the tears will **** things up
Love is going the extra mile
Just so that you can break up?

Give me the chance
To live without love
And I will give no glance
This ****** life I will shove

God made happiness
Named it love
Satan made crapiness
Also named it love

Our whole time we roam
Wondering which is which
And we come back home
Realizing happiness is as rare as the snitch.