The Cost of Love

The Cost of Love
by Jimmy Crowley
Love. Oh, Yes Love.
A word I thought I knew
but it seems the girls I love,
seem to never love me
sending me to a rampage of sex and partying
in the attempt to hide my pain.
When I confessed to you my love,
You just shot me down,
ripping out my still beating heart
You put me into a state of mind
I knew only as Hell
Suicide.
The first thought in my mind.
THrough my tears,
I thought if I killed myself for you
It would kill you too,
Knowing you were the one that killed me.
But dying without you made me even sadder.
So I refused my own suicide.

Sleep is getting harder for me,
cause when I my eyes close,
even for just a second,
All I can think of is you.
Love songs. They're even worse.
Cause you're there.
Standing in the "november rain,"
and putting me "in the throws of a moral quandry"

I wish people saw more than the demon in my eye.
No one sees the love in my heart.
So now as I tell you this,
I hope you know
of the pain you caused me.
HOw I can't blink my eyes,
or listen to love songs
Cause you're always there.
Through my happy act,
my heart is breaking
from the inside out.