You’d think writing would ease the pain.
Oh, no.
It’s just a tease of stress relief I know.
So, now I
Always tell myself: ‘no more love songs.’
They’re addictive and always find a way to creep into your songs,
Even if they don’t belong.
Find me a way to prove there’s nothing left to say
Of love today.
Decided to leave love behind.
Oh, no.
Is just what I need right behind me now
(Self control), and now I say
Always tell myself: ‘no more love songs.’
They’re addictive and always find a way to creep into your songs,
Even if they don’t belong.

Find me a way to prove there’s nothing left to say,
Nothing left to
Say about love.
Feel without love.
Cry without love.
Bleed without love.
I can feel without love,
And I can taste without love.
Today without love.
Now
I’m
Without
You