Love Song

It was the thing I always longed for But I never knew why 'Cause when it came to me it always Felt a bit like a lie I only sought for it in those who Held it in short supply And then I gave all mine away, and I forgot how to cry Well, all those who gave it freely Looked like pictures of me And when I'm looking in the mirror I don't like what I see It was salt to open wounds Insult upon injury It was feeling put upon when I just wanted to breathe It was the thing I always longed for But I couldn't believe It always left me feeling empty And alone and deceived It tore open my old scars Inflicted new injuries And yet its longing still consumes me And it grants no reprieve