Life is ******, it’s truly a mess,  
I mean you’d have to be twisted to love right?
You’re caught in a game that never ends.  
its a cycle almost clinical

Love is a gamble, its either you win or you lose,  
There’s no in-between, just choices to choose.  
And if there were, you weren’t really playing,  
Just drifting along, while the real hearts are swaying.  

As a teen, you’re vulnerable, naive,  
Chasing a dream that’s hard to believe.  
Love can be beautiful, yet it cuts like a knife,  
It’s a dangerous dance, full of chaos

Dive in too deep, and you’ll feel the sting,  
Love is nothing but lies, wrapped in a ring.  
It pulls you in close, then pushes away,  
A truth in the games that we play.