Cruella de Love
When I think of you
that feeling’s no longer there
and when I search for it
I find it lying at the bottom of the stairs
When I try to pick it up
after going down there again
it just runs through my fingers
like it’s the desserts’ sand
Love is not a feeling
but to fall in it is true
no-one falls in love
without some of it being blue
Cruella de love is the cruellest bandit
if it wasn’t for you I would never have found it
You’ve shown me some of the pain
but you sure as hell got some the same
Cruella de love I hate what we have become
to feel like this is like coming undone
Love is not a feeling
but to fall in it is true
no-one falls in love
without some of it being blue
Please go away cruella
your love isn’t welcome here
don’t you remember?
it’s there face down at the bottom of the stairs