I love you,
you.
But I don't know how to tell you that..
x5

How to describe all these feelings I'm feeling.
Love can be draining like internal bleeding.
How do I tell you that I'm breaking in half,
when love is no excuse for bad art.

I love you.
But I don't know how to tell you that..
x4

How do I know that you're not being misleading?
Love can be dangerous like a fire in your kitchen.
You bring me up then you tear me apart.
Still, love is no excuse for bad art.
 [bad word] in,
offer you.
You'd think I'm weird,
but it's [bad word] 
I know my art,
I'll prove you wrong
And this is not another pointless love song.

I love you,
you.
But I don't know how to tell you that..
x15