'You can't be in love, you're only Sixteen'* Well then please, define 'love' tell me, what does it mean?
I see the smile on your face as he walks through the door but the pain in your eyes makes me wonder what for And the silence and solitude pierces the air The broken home whispers with tears of despair
You're trapped in a cycle of macabre lust The unavoidable truth is the lack of real trust So it pains me to watch you And your words of fake ''love'' More Black like the Raven than White like the Dove
And you sit there you ask me how can I feel love? how can my heart beat when it is so young?
My response then, is simple I feel love like you do Only your love is false and my love is true