I wish I could survive on solar power
Like a calculator without the batteries
I know that I wouldn't have to hurt
Or live in constant regret every day

My arms and legs are up for auction
That no one could care less about
I feel drowsy at the thought of love
What the hell is love?
Am I giving it away
Or am I just spreading hate?
Is love the feeling of being with someone
Or being helpless without them?