Love is so fickle.

All lyrics by Regina Spektor

I'm twenty years of clean
And I never truly hated anyone or anything

Every morning I wake up
With a purpose and a smirk

Come on bartender,
Won't you be more tender?

Love will be the death of me
Love is so fickle
It starts with a flood
And it ends with a trickle

Don't tell your secrets to anyone
Because ideas are vulnerable
As soon as you say your idea out loud
Then it can go and live on it's own
And you will miss it oh so much
And you will wait for it's return
And you will wish it were your own
But ideas that left never come back home

The consonants and vowels
The consequence of sounds
Got a soundtrack in my mind
All the time