Love

What is love? We say it like it’s simple Like it’s something we can hold But every time we speak it It never fits the mold Is it in the silence? Is it in the pain? Or just a little meaning We try to explain? Is love even a feeling Or just a word we made For something we don’t understand But we’re too scared to name? We call it when we’re falling (We call it when it’s gone) If love is something real (Why does it) feel so wrong? (Love) What is love? (Love) We dress it up in promises We carve it into skin We swear it lasts forever Then watch it fade again Is it just illusion? Something we repeat? A story we keep telling So we don’t feel incomplete? Is love even a feeling Or just a word we made For something we don’t understand But we’re too scared to name? We call it when we’re falling (We call it when it’s gone) If love is something real (Why does it) feel so wrong? (Love) What is love? (Love) Maybe it’s a moment Maybe it’s a lie Maybe it’s the reason We keep asking why Maybe it’s the chaos We don’t wanna lose Or just a name we gave To something we can’t choose A question with no answer (We’re desperate) to explain Is love even a feeling Or just a word we made For something we don’t understand But we’re too scared to name? We call it when we’re falling (We call it when it’s gone) If love is something real (Why does it) feel so wrong? (Love) What is love? (Love) What is love?