They say it's so much better to have loved and lost
Than to have lived in a bubble, never knowing the cost
Of a broken heart, like a loaded gun
It scares everyone, everyone, everyone
Everyone tells me the same thing every day
You're wasting your time just wasting away
There's a hole in your heart, just go fill it with love
But what is love, what is love, what is love?
What is this thing I've been told since 13 years old
Where you feel understood, undeniably good?
It's a stain on your sneaker, a hole in your speaker
A feeling apart when you've emptied your heart
She's at the upstairs windowpane
As the young boy cries in the rain
She'll never know the power she wields
As the thunder falls on his ears
And he tells himself, "Never again"
All these engagements and lovers' spit
As they grasp at a future and promise it
Will be joyful and fruitful, we're better as two and
I cried too, I cried too, I cried too
I cried hoping you'd hear me and see right through
All the endless denial I gave to you
I was childishly hoping you'd pull me through
I want it too, want it too, want it too
Want it to change me and lift me, explain me and give me
A moment of time, less alone in my mind
When I felt so strange, you would hold me and say
I'm stranger than you can imagine, it's true
And I'm yours and I'm yours and I'm here
And I swear there's nothing to fear
So the young woman lies on the bed
While the young man hears lies in his head
And there's no one there and nothing left to be said
All these engagements and lovers' spit
All these engagements and lovers' spit
All these engagements and lovers' spit
Oh, they grasp for it, they beg for it
They smother it and cling to it
All these engagements and lovers' spit
All these engagements and lovers' spit
All these engagements and lovers' spit
Oh, they grasp for it, they beg for it
They smother it and cling to it
Love is kind (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
Love is fair (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
Love is real (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
Love is true (oh, they grasp for it, they beg for it)
(They smother it and cling to it)
I was wrong (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
I held on (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
I held on (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
I waited for you (oh, they grasp for it, they beg for it)
(They smother it and cling to it)
To be whole (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
To be whole (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
To be whole (all these engagements and lovers' spit)
To be whole (oh, they grasp for it, they beg for it)
(They smother it and cling to it)