She must have
A giant brain
Too bad its kept
In an ugly cage
Never to fly away
Never to go astray
If this is Love
Then give me Hate
I'll probably die alone anyway
She must have
A docile mate
Weak hands
Doe eyes
Controlled rage
Never to have a say
Never to get his way
If this is Love
Then give me Hate
I'll probably die alone anyway
If this is Heart
Then I'll take self respect
I can be the author of my own regret
Id rather die alone
Than die alone with you
Making my own mistakes
I own my fate
She must have
A giant brain
Too bad its kept
In an ugly cage
Never to fly away
Never to go astray