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There's a love
It's like a board game
From a thrift store
So the pieces fall out

There's a baby in a crib
Who's been replaced with a bib
And an empty hand reaching out

There is love
It's like a death march
One goes in
Casket out
They are not the same

It's just a shadow
The director
Is casting out

But there is hate
It's like a love song
Bleeds your veins
Till you're all dry

It's sleeping on your couch
Forgets to take the trash out
And it writes poetry
It's fucking lame

There's an angel
It's not like Jesus
He always
Forgets your name

He's choking on the dirt
He's spilling your dessert
He leaves you apology notes

There's a carpet
That swears in your room
I will lay on
It for days
But it gave me burns
And stickers in my feet

Where painful things
Are always so sweet

There's a love song
It's not like this one
It has rhyme and melodies that change
Pull the dirt off of it now
Let the record scratch aloud

Till we remember
How to feel again