can't buy love from the darkest of streets
came by love in the hollow of beats
owhere is safe from harm
i gave up for your charm
the myth of love is like a curve that travels
as we draw lines and tangents to unravel
can't find love in the shadows of walls
came by love by the movement of your pulse
o one can keep me calm
when your love trips my alarm
people get frightened by the intensity i breed
so why do people get frightened if it's precaution that they heed
i'm just in need
i am kept from the deepest of seas
i have wept from the bitterness of keys
every door i try is locked
excuse me my brain is blocked
the myth of love is like a curve that travels
as we draw lines and tangents to unravel
i would swerve every curve to unravel the passion
'cause there's nothing in a straight line but man-made perfection.