Love is so intense it hurts,
it brings you to your knees.
Your whole world is flung out of orbit
and everything means nothing, 
but the little things they do.
Flying so high,
waiting for the crash,
its so bound to fail you fly that much higher.
Who's really meant to be this happy anyways?
You dont even know what your doing,
or where you'll end up
except it doesnt matter.
its never so easy to be yourself,
and whats missing from your heart,
is reflected in their eyes.
it doesnt even seem like your trying. 
All the hate,
its the opposite reflection of what your feeling.
It's all or nothing now,
your so deep your drowning,
and its everything you can do to fall deeper.
Your waiting for the next kiss that'll kill you,
but you'll be glad to be dead.