If only you knew what loving me really means,
If only you knew that falling for me isn't a beautiful sight.
It's a painful process of watching me bleed.
As I cut down the ties that bind you to me.
As I rip out my heart and wear it on my sleeve.
As I crumble down upon the floor and weep.
Loving me will never be easy!
It'll be like an old ache that shakes you out of your reverie.
A sadness that's so hard to conceal.
It'll be a sin.
For I am the darkness that's always luring you in.
I'm the thunder,
I'm the rain that always comes pouring down on your happy days.
So, tell me darling, do you really think that you'll be able to survive the misery that I provide?
Or will you give up just like my old lover and leave me to die?