Love Like This - Scroobius Pip

Years-years-years ago, my mother used to say to me

She’d say: «In this world Elwood, you must be-» she would always called me

Elwood

«In this world Elwood, you must be oh so smart, or oh so pleasant.»

Well for years I was smart;

I recommend pleasant.

You may quote me

If I’d known there was love like this

I’d have grabbed a fucking scalpel I’d have slit my wrists

In the goddamn delivery room

Hell I’d have jumped back in the womb

Love be the shit that’s gonna seal my doom

Just cause you made our bed didn’t mean you had to lie in it

And look me in the eye saying together 'til we die and shit

Well feel my fucking pulse cause I ain’t fucking dead yet

Listen close as it echoes through your headset

When we first met

I didn’t know what I was doing

And I guess you were sick of that girl’s boyfriend you were screwing

Instead of thinking in my head, were you worth persuing

I should have looked into your eyes and seen a storm was brewing

But you needed a new angle so you intercepted my life line

I must admit you were looking good, so I granted you my time

Behind every acute angle, you find an obtuse one

As a hand caressed my thigh over my head a fresh noose hung

But with this one

I really thought I could trust her

We’d got all close over time

I thought that maybe I’d sussed her

I threw my heart shaped anchor with all the strength I could muster

It fell short and ripped the hard seabed up in clusters

But that didn’t faze me, I just kept on going

With my chest ripped open and my heart still showing

I was naive like that, see my mind was still growing

I thought with trust and persistence that the love would start flowing

But it didn’t so I pushed and pushed to invoke

New levels of love but instead we just broke

And at that point you chose to let me in

And that’s where all the problems began to begin

Now just suppose I was to juxtapose your soft white cheek against my nose

Would you look me in the eyes and fall in love like the T.V. shows?

Or maybe if I took a rose

An envelope with a note enclosed

That told you that the love I have inside me like a flower grows

Would it really make any fucking difference?

Cause it shouldn’t

Would you sell yourself for one cheap gesture?

Cause I couldn’t and I wouldn’t

I know that’s all it’d take to win you back

But I ain’t looking to soil my shoes on such a well trodden track

So you can take your love by numbers and put it up there on the rack

And impose your shit and baggage on some other mindless hack

And just suppose I was to juxtapose my tightened fist against your nose

Releasing blood with colour deeper than the deepest rose

Releasing streams of anger that we all have yet no one shows

Release me from the fucking chains of heartbreak that you still impose

And that’d be wrong and I ain’t gonna do it

But there ain’t no harm in putting this plot in my mind and walking through it

So fuck you for still spending time with my friends

And fuck them for not knowing what’s appropriate and when

And it’s fuck up that all the good times seem to blend

Into one big fucking mess from the beginning to the end

So take a good look at my face

And you’ll see this little smile seems out of place

But go ahead and look closer but I’ll never let you trace

The tracks of my tears