Love is not...
Secret meetings in dark places...

Ten hang-ups in one minute,
could feel he wasn't into it...

There was the one with blue hair,
wasn't there...

Turned out to be the deepest cut I'd ever had,
that never even bled...

Hiding beneath the skin that we see,
The real thing is black...

"Skinny", she said, "that I'd like...
Pulls out the magazine...

Laughter, smiling, feeling and fun,
Love has just begun...

She hears them in the halls.
So soft, she barely does...

You can crumple us up,
and throw us away...

It hurts to know that your words are unheard,
Your feelings unmentioned...

Man with the white as sheet skin,
Who judges the ones black as night...

How long did you think I'd stand it?
It takes so much more, that's what you don't get...