Is This Love

Something on the other side of rain
And a hand breaks through another windowpane glass
Marks upon a face, the scars they leave no trace
And the sting of your hand on the skin remain

Is this love?
I wish it was
No, no, it's not

Apologies arrive when hours have passed and it's late
Broken limbs and promises for dreams to go to waste
Did you tell the preacher man, forgive the flesh to heal the sin
Late night is well on this pleasuring, can never halt the crash

Is this love?
And I wish it was
No, no, it's not
Is this love?
I wish it was
No, no, it's not

Decorations falling from the letters fade in grace
Sabotaging circus games and wild things seeming fake
Blood upon the empty tracks, I swear I'm never coming back
The leopard skin feels beautiful but can never change its spots

Is this love?
I wish it was
No, I know it's not
Is this love?
I wish it was
No, I know it's not