Love starts out greedy
And a little too needy
Obsessive and regressive
So rushing on you pull back
From the shattering effect
Love wants to come first
At everything and fails
Ruined by its perfectionism
Or doomed by its precipitativness
How could you love that
You wonder years later
How could you not
The day love gets old
You'll know it got no wiser
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