Love! Or, The Beast That Looks Like It

Weary one, come clean
Wouldn't it be better if you didn't have to sleep alone?
Well, all you gotta do is willingly surrender
Everything that you wanted to be
Time passes quickly
You can soon discover with the right routine
Nearly everything's forgiven or forgotten
And impending separation is all you can see

That's not love, but the beast that looks like it
It'll really turn you into an island
With the coconuts and sand are rotten and quick
Where nothing can live or grow again

What do you mean: It sounds iffy?
Filling up the kettle with T.N. t
Feeling smaller and smaller and smaller every day
Until there's no one in the mirror to see

That's not love, but the beast that looks like it
It'll really turn you into an island
Where the coconuts and sand are rotten and quick
Where nothing can live or grow again

It was not love, but the beast that looks like it
That really turned me into an island
Where the coconuts and sand were rotten and quick
Where none of my signals could seem to make it through the milieu
I created in the shade when the Sun called it a day
But beneath that sunshine
If we're gonna grow and swim away