I love you;
why can't you see?
It's written all over my face;
am I so hard to read?
I hate this feeling,
of happiness and fear,
I want you all so near,
but my body keeps trembling.
I can't say it. I can't tell you.
I know you'd reject me, just look at you!
But I still dream to acomplish it,
To go up to you and tell you I love you.
Have you realized,
and you do it on purpose?
Cause I just can't seem to find
a logical explanation.
Maybe you're Cupid,
you play with people's hearts.
Or maybe you're Thanatos,
'cause you're killing me deep inside.
If love was a game,
it would have a name.
Dangerous and blind,
the russian roulette.
Take the gun,
a single bullet in,
make it spin,
don't even think.
Pull the trigger,
you never know,
you may be lucky,
just take a shot.
No sound was made,
just a light 'click'.
You're saved for now,
but it goes round.
Wouldn't it be great,
to know what others feel,
before falling down,
into an abyss of broken dreams?
Love is a bottomless pit,
Bitter and dark,
Yet tender and sweet.
It can tear you apart,
Make your life worth it,
Or just never come.
What is love, really?
An emotion? A feeling?
Or just an cruel illusion?
Even if dreams come true,
Love always goes away.
I guess Cupid knew that,
And turned it into a game.
Why do you love to hurt me?
What did I do to you?
But, most importantly,
Why do I still love you?
Am I insane
To think you don't mean it?
To still believe
We can work it out?
I know it's true,
I've seen it everywhere,
You don't regret it, do you?
You mean it, you always have.
So I guess I'll have to cut you loose,
To make you let me go,
To run away, but
I can't.
You're all I have,
Even though you hurt me.
Am I insane?
'Cause I still love you?
I love you;
why can't you see?
It's written all over my face;
am I so hard to read?
I hate this feeling,
of happiness and fear,
I want you all so near,
but my body keeps trembling.
I can't say it. I can't tell you.
I know you'd reject me, just look at you!
But I still dream to acomplish it,
To go up to you and tell you I love you.
Have you realized,
and you do it on purpose?
Cause I just can't seem to find
a logical explanation.
Maybe you're Cupid,
you play with people's hearts.
Or maybe you're Thanatos,
'cause you're killing me deep inside.
If love was a game,
it would have a name.
Dangerous and blind,
the russian roulette.
Take the gun,
a single bullet in,
make it spin,
don't even think.
Pull the trigger,
you never know,
you may be lucky,
just take a shot.
No sound was made,
just a light 'click'.
You're saved for now,
but it goes round.
Wouldn't it be great,
to know what others feel,
before falling down,
into an abyss of broken dreams?
Love is a bottomless pit,
Bitter and dark,
Yet tender and sweet.
It can tear you apart,
Make your life worth it,
Or just never come.
What is love, really?
An emotion? A feeling?
Or just an cruel illusion?
Even if dreams come true,
Love always goes away.
I guess Cupid knew that,
And turned it into a game.
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