[Verse]
These golden ideals, yes, they come and go
But the wildest spirits spring up from the catacombs
To scratch and sting, I flatline
I want to curse them demons, but the truth is that they're mine
They're mine

[Chorus]
No, love ain't the same
It could never be
'Cause our arms take home stray limbs these days just to get to sleep
Yeah, we try, we try to make love
But love don't come

[Verse 2]
Sweet virtue, virtue gone out the door and down the hall
Left me lying on a pillow, casting shadows on the wall
I could've never seen myself so eager to dissolve
When I was just a dreamer
Before the alcohol
Before the fall

[Chorus]
No, love ain't the same
It could never be
'Cause our arms take home stray limbs these days just to get to sleep
Yeah, we try, we try to make love
Yeah, we try, we try to make love
Just try to make love
We just fuck
And love don't come