it's like crossing the street
w h e n y o u k n o w y o u s h o u l d n
' t
when that red light is up, but you don't
care
you want to f e e l; a little dangerous
but you're cautious, you still look before
anything
making sure there's no possible way to get
hurt
y • u g
• f
• r i t
you take that first :l e a p -x-
off: the curb
y o u f e e l f i n e ;; a l l i s g o i n g w e
l l
then you start thinking about what
could go wrong
--------------->what if you didn't spot a
car?
or what if a cop is right around the
corner?
what if...?
but it's too late now [( n o
t u r n i n g b a c k )]
you start to hurry, just in
case
you might get a >l i t t l e
r e c k l e s s< in your rush
you hit the curb and fall the last thing on your mind
g e t t i n g h u r t b y t h e o t h e r s i d
e
=f=a=l=l=i=n=g= d
o
w n, you didn't expect
it,
you couldn't have even i m a g i n e d
it
there's just no way but it
>>>still
happened<<<
so after all you still
got hurt
right when you were l e a s t e x p e c t i n g i
t
yeah, love is just like that.
