does it break your mind,
your soul, your life?
Does it destroy you,
til you scream,
wake up it's day,
no it's night.
Nouns and verbs
are all you're worth,
it's your life,
it's all I know.
You teach and preach
and philosophise, yet
you're a walking, talking
breathing contradiction.
Nouns and verbs are all you're worth,
so why should I care what you do?
The simple fact is a simple word,
complex, love.