I’m sure you’ve heard this song before.

Maybe yesterday, maybe when I was a cat and you—a dog—and the world was simple and it only had one rule.

Well, it won’t hurt

if I remind you.

Pain is

overrated.

What’s not as rated is

the equation

Of you plus me

elevated to any

possible world and

divided

by time

minus

water.

{PS. If love was made of any material, it’d definitely have to be water because it runs through all things and we’re 70% water and you can never ever interrupt water, no matter how many dams or faucets. Only boats, only boats.}

Show me a man of his own label who sounds like this:

But I prefer him live, raw & unscripted:

I know, you just can’t resist quoting them:

I want love to roll me over slowly
Stick a knife inside me and twist it all around
I want love to, grab my fingers gently
Slam them in the doorway, put my face into the ground
I want love to, murder my own mother and
Take her off to somewhere, like hell or up above
And I want love to, change my friends to enemies, change my friends to enemies
Show me how it’s all my fault.

No I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Yeah I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Anymore.

I want love to walk right up and bite me
Grab a hold of me and fight me, leave me dying on the ground.

And I want love to, split my mouth right open, cover up my ears and never let me hear a sound
I want love to forget that you offended me,
Or how you had defended me when everybody tore me down
And I want love to, change my friends to enemies, change my friends to enemies
Show me how it’s all my fault.

No I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Yeah I won’t let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me
Anymore.

[The beginning]

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