So this is love
So this is loveIt's nothing like the fairytales told
There's no magic
And most nights I'm alone crying and cold
So this is love
Filled with such sorrow and pain
With no heart pure alive
I'm left by myself in the pouring rain
So this is love
Often sugarcoated and presented as a thing of grand
Most of it isn't true
I think I'd have better luck counting grains of sand
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