Love just ain't worth loving

Hate is for the weak

Pity is worth thinking over

Envy is the one that attacks us in our sleep

Fear is always fearful

That when we think, we'll think too much

And laughter's always fake

Because we aren't quite funny enough

The truth is always lurking

At the bottom of the cupboard

Like the invisible friend we've left behind

Who's trying to find their way back home

Love just ain't worth loving

Because pain is by it's side

And the pain it don't stop hurting

Until there's nothing left inside