Bittersweet

They tell me love is where it falls But just as randomly it falls to pieces It doesn't really go away Just gets a bit less every day It feels entropic as the heat increases I pick out the urchin's spines You get back up on your many crosses I think that April's cruel but fair Something destructive in the air After summer we can count the losses It's bittersweet, without the sweet Honey from the rock, without the honey Was never absolutely clean Never really love's young dream A pair of fairly fucked up bunnies I could come to you tonight Hold your hands and feel the world unravel So tired of everything we know See how the cliches flock like crows Pretty soon we're back to flint and gravel Back to wrangling in the bar Raking through some existential drivel It was grudgingly sublime, or possibly a waste of time We sit back and watch the roses shrivel It's bittersweet, without the sweet Honey from the rock, without the honey An unedifying scene Both ridiculous and mean Seems the pessimists were on the money There's not a lot to do tonight I will not say that we have learned some lessons Was just a bloody mess that I Will not attempt to dignify Consistent with our first impressions Just bittersweet without the sweet Bittersweet without the sweet Just bittersweet without the sweet