Love is like jazz
You make it up as you go along
And you act as if you really knew the song
But you don't and you never will
So you flaunt your mistakes and you make them until
They
Were you

Love is like jazz
The same song a million times
The same song a million times
In different ways
In different ways
"Strange Fruit" with and without wind chimes

It's divine
It's asinine
It's depressing
And it's almost entirely window dressing
But it'll do