I wrote a song for you
At night I dream of you
It's a phase I'm going through
I'm not in love with you

I wrote some poems to you
There's nothing else to do
You haunt my thoughts, it's true
But I'm not in love with you

I don't believe in love
Though I have some friends who do
They say I love you dearly
But I don't think that's true

Love is an illusion
for psychopaths and fools
a sickness, a delusion,
a game that has no rules

Like falling into quicksand
or waking in a tomb
It quickly sucks you under
and soon becomes your doom

I wrote a song for you
At night I dream of you
It's a phase I'm going through
I'm not in love with you.