Love Is Dead

By Son Of Evil

You tore me apart,

I don't know why this hurts so badly.

You ripped out my heart,

The heart I never knew I had.

Your love is fabled in my head,

Your love was created in my mind.

Your true feelings were never said,

The truth I find is hard to find.

Every time I start to believe in love,

Every time I think the battle's done,

Every time I think I've found the one,

I'm left cold, numb, stunned and broken.

Love does not exist,

It does not exist any more,

If it ever even did before.

Love does not exist,

Except to use me,

Twist me,

Make me into its fucking whore.

Love does not exist,

It is for me at least,

I'm starting to believe,

Mere folklore.

Love does not exist for me,

Pain is all that I have in store.