When u crawl
When they leave you
And make you bawl
When they break you
And unmake you
Strip you naked
In a mirrored hall
When they sell you
And they tell you
This is for the best
Of you
Tell me shall you
Live in hell you?
Let them tell you
They love you.
I can make you
A tower of song, love
I can pull down
Walls of doubt
I can prose love
Or compose love
But I cannot
I cannot dispose love.