Big Mamma’s Haus

Nothing hurts more than a love that never began:

When you lose more than just being friends

A sad clown can weep for a fool,

Who gives away so foolishly ,

A heart that hasn’t earned the right to bleed.

If I melt in the cold

Our breath preaches the lies we sold.

I shout away the dark of the moon

And weep in an empty room.

Don’t leave me unless you really mean it.

Don’t touch me unless you need it.

Do t love me just to beat it.

Don’t hate me just to feel it.