The crutch of love is seldom easy
A lesson I'm constantly struggling to learn
With paper heart in hand before me
Set it on fire and watch it burn

Tattered and torn what's left remaining
As it's ashes float off on the wind
Again the lonely thought stands before me

Never going to fall in love again

I continually strive to keep up composure
With what little that I'm left with
My desire is to fall headlong into loves stream
Only coming up long enough for a sweet breath of happiness

My belief is it will never happen
This broken heart will never set to mend
That is why I've reached the only conclusion

Never going to fall in love again

I could either let this make or break me
Brokenness is what I'm accustomed to
Which only seems to beg the lonely question
What can you lose what you've never had to lose

This one idea should solve the problem
No need to write out a to do list
It's all riding on this grave solution

**Never going to fall in love again