When love is enough love is just us
Love isn't hard, just deep
Within all of us
For some of us love is just stuff to never come round
Love is an apathy

Love is in denial and recognition
Love is both benign and malignant
It's a suddenness creeping in
Love is incomplete in the winning
You think it's done but it ends up spinning
At the party afterwards

When there's no beating heart then love is the start
Keeping us far from the darkest sorrow '
Love is an art written by stars
Love is all fake, venus and mars

Who will dare to shake me a-living
Dare to damn my heart by forgiving
All the suddenness creeping in
Someone incomplete, someone winning
When you think they're done and you end up spinning
At the parties afterwards

Who will dare to shake me a-living
Dare to damn my heart by forgiving
All the suddenness creeping in
Someone incomplete, someone winning
When you think they're done and you end up spinning
At the parties afterwards

Love is just stuff
That will make us do anything
Stuff we thought would damage us
Stuff we thought would damage us