When you're feeling kind it's like most of my mind goes down the drain
And half of my heart tears like a raindrop steadily pulled across the window pane
Of course I see it! And when I'm alone it's been decided
You had wanted me quite like a dog wants
Fresh meat and a pat on the head
That's not love, that is an elegy
We're not making history when you turn and say
That what you've done was of care for me
That's not love! Love does not hold you as you twist
Plug you with images far from comforting
Leave you there grimacing as the spirit sings out
"That's not love"
When I'm feeling high, I flash back to riding waves of joy
With you at the helm I could just lean back
And sink into watching you try to carry me
Lord, I'm heavy; Lord, I've been weighing myself down
Lord, I have knocked on every door and no one's answering!
You're not listening
And that's not love, that is an elegy
You're not making history when you turn and say
That what you've done was of care for me
That's not love! Love does not hold you as you twist
Plug you with images far from comforting
Leave you there grimacing as the spirit sings out
"That's not love"