Why does this feeling of togetherness
Always scare me away?
Why do the feelings that I have for you
Have to become a word?

Don't say you love me—oh no
Don't ask that from me—no, no, no

That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
It's a digital tenderness, tenderness

Here is the start for so many broken people
All with a hard luck story and a sad, sad tale

Don't say you love me—oh no
Don't ask that from me—no, no, no

That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
It's a digital tenderness, tenderness

Sometimes
I need to be by myself
I need to be by your side
I need
Sometimes
I need the company of art
I need the company of friends
I need you

And my heart is stronger than a four-letter long word

Searching the eyes of so many lonely people
Whose cowardice proved much too strong for vice

Don't say you love me—oh no
Don't ask that from me—no, no, no

That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love
That awful thing she call love