What used to be a halo Held above your head Has now become a noose Hanging there instead What used to be a love bird Glorious at least Has now become a buzzard Waiting for the feast Such love Such love Too bad I never had such love Such love Such love I'm glad I never had such love Once infatuation Meant a brand new start Now it's just a crush Extinguishing your heart What used to be a fire You needed to survive Has now become a fever Burning you alive Such love Such love There's such a thing as too much love Such love Such love Funny how hate can bring such love From my precious point of view It all seemed so unclear Why someone would want to do Something wrong to someone dear I've got quite the advantage now A fare more lucid view I can see so easily how One like me could get to you What used to be a heated Passionate embrace Has now become a claustrophobic Strangling disgrace What used to be an arrow Show with cupid's crest Has now become a bullet Ripping through your chest Such love Such love From now on I'll never touch love Such love Such love Better off living without love What used to be lust Rumbling in your soul Has become a lesson In utter self-control What used to be a promise Held with every breath Has now become a sentence Condemning you to death
What used to be a halo Held above your head Has now become a noose Hanging there instead What used to be a love bird Glorious at least Has now become a buzzard Waiting for the feast Such love Such love Too bad I never had such love Such love Such love I'm glad I never had such love Once infatuation Meant a brand new start Now it's just a crush Extinguishing your heart What used to be a fire You needed to survive Has now become a fever Burning you alive Such love Such love There's such a thing as too much love Such love Such love Funny how hate can bring such love From my precious point of view It all seemed so unclear Why someone would want to do Something wrong to someone dear I've got quite the advantage now A fare more lucid view I can see so easily how One like me could get to you What used to be a heated Passionate embrace Has now become a claustrophobic Strangling disgrace What used to be an arrow Show with cupid's crest Has now become a bullet Ripping through your chest Such love Such love From now on I'll never touch love Such love Such love Better off living without love What used to be lust Rumbling in your soul Has become a lesson In utter self-control What used to be a promise Held with every breath Has now become a sentence Condemning you to death
