• If love is like a rose
    And every petal that fell off created hate
    Would we still know
    about the things we used to appreciate?
    With hate comes greed
    With greed comes selfishness
    With selfishness comes need
    With need comes forgetfulness
    After all the petals are gone
    We sang our last song
    Wil love still exist in our hearts
    Since we've been broken apart? heart