We know better than to love like that;
love’s other nature is to nudge and purr.
It wraped itself around us as we sat
and talked, and dreamed, and time became a blur.

But we would not be fooled so easily–
romance is just domesticated lust.
From former loves we know that it’s a lie;
love’s promises do not deserve our trust.

You and I are much too wise to fall,
so we've decided not to love at all.