Smoking hot; I’ve had a thought and now it is lost. Insanity clouds clarity and we lose all we have; Too soon it is gone. Money can’t buy love; it is not for sale in any shop. Jewellery can buy your way into a heart, But you cannot keep love in a box.
Love has many messengers that spread the love around; When you see someone in love, you too want to be found. You wish someone would come along and raise you up from the ground; But arrogance is attractive, so we are forever let down.
Delusions of love along the highway to Hell; Entrapped by the witches, under a love spell. Family fortunes are not only tangible; They are spiritual as well.
Drop dead gorgeous, can only come between us; A quest to be faithful is easily failed and tears are too easily shed. Words left unspoken, promises broken; the sacrifice of love. At the end of the day, love fades away and we have nothing left.
No jewellery box, nothing on the box; Tell the tale to anyone who will listen, as to how love was lost.
The singer can sing a song, but no words can heal us now.
A kiss goodnight on a doorstep; No kiss from a lover when it is time to say goodbye. A last minute dash to save a love; Without love there is nothing else to do but cry.
So say what you want, for if you don’t then you deserve nothing. Love will hurt you, Love will break your pretty little heart…