Love is like jazz
You make it up as you go along
And you act as if you really know 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 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
