Love is like a poison, it's in your blood,
it slowly kills you and then you die,
I met a girl and fell in love,
but I'm no match for her,
that's the reason why I'm sad,
she's like a devil and I want her so much,
but she goes out with another guy,
guess I'm lost,
I wonder what she would do if I died, would she come to my funeral and whispered that she loved me all the time?
Would she forget about the man who showed her what's love or would she cry for him, regretting what she lost?
Am I being selfish or going mad?
Why does she hate me so much?
All these questions and yet she asks,
Will you love me even when I tear you apart?