We're all immersed in evaluation
Careful and fearful investigation
Sounds a lot like constipation
Can't anyone just love?
2000 questions on Eharmony
True love as easy, as getting a degree
But the mind can't know a truth that just the heart can see
And nothing fits just like a glove
Sure as hell not love
I wanna go back to the place I was before
When love was all that mattered
And hope was at calling at the door
I wanna go back, with a brand new start
When life was an adventure
And love was 
All about the heart
How much do I have, how much do I make
How long can I eat it and still have the cake
How long ‘til I realize that I've become a fake
I hope its not too late
I am powerful until I finally die
I am confident until I ask but why
I am full of shit, until I finally just cry
When I realize my state
Is what I used to hate
I wanna go back to the place I was before
When love was all that mattered
And hope was at calling at the door
I wanna go back, with a brand new start
When life was an adventure
And love was 
All about the heart
Something to eat, a roof over my head
A friend who finds me drunk
And throws me into bed
Needs are simple, yet we choose
The slavery of wants
Man proposes, God disposes
And waits for us to see
With such nonchalance