A Better Way

There's got to be a better way,

Wrought with less pain and mistakes;

A way to know if love is really real.

How do other people know,

Without leaving some heart in the cold,

Without having their own heart broken in two?

I wish that I had known like them;

I wish that I had known before I said

I loved you.

*Now everything is turned around,

Upside right is upside down,

And sanity is crazy like,

Sanity is crazy like,

Sanity is crazy like it

Wasn't crazy before.*

There's got to be a better way,

One that saves our hearts from pain,

A way to know what love really is.

How did our parents know,

Without getting broken so;

Without breaking some poor child's heart?

I wish that I had known like them;

I wish that I had known, my friend,

Before I made us just to break us apart.

How do you know?

How do you know?

There's got to be a way to know

Love

Without breaking someone's heart.

*   * Can't decide if I want to keep this part... it's weird. :P :/