The Bunny The Bear - Love Lies

I took the drink, let it slip down my throat.
I guess I've been known for worse than simply losing control.
But it's the symptoms like these...
Well, It's the burn in my soul that leaves me broken, distraught, and alone.

If this is love, then give it to me.
Is this the gift I've been waiting to see?

Burn out the sun. Black out the light.
Break all the mirrors, we won't like what we find.
Cast my image. Shatter it.

Well I thought I'd take a moment here to rant.
And when I say "rant"
I mean repetitively mumble over my infatuation with my own self-inflicted disease.
Oh, and the way you treat me.

Love lies.
It sounds a lot like love lies.
You lie. We lie.
Love lies, but we can't do better.