If everything has no rhyme or reason,
What's the sense in all the love songs?
If everything is random,
Why should i believe the epic love stories?
If the world doesn't care,
Prove to me true love is even real.
Poetry is supposed to be beautiful
And make me believe in something
But why should I when even the stars above are dead?
When I look for someone I would fit with
Instead of someone who makes my heart want to explode
When science tells me it's just chemicals
And I don't believe what the stories tell me
When I just don't want to feel alone
Instead of wanting someone to complete me