love's no pretty thing, no starry eyes
love won't hold your hand or tuck you in for the night
love will swallow you whole and pick his teeth with your bones
and when he's done he'll spit you out and leave you to clean the mess that he's made of your heart
and love will shoot you down
and in the dark and in the light and when the moment's feeling right
you'll see the sounds and hear the sights and you'll be love's monkey in no time