Winding is this road of yoursn(Walk on your own)nConfident of early scoresn(They will be gone)nWaiting is my favorite boren(Maybe you’ll see)nThwarted love will hurt me moren(Reconcile me)nnA million of worse thingsnWorse than kissing younAn angel with black wingsnWill finally provenThat. This. Is. LovennYou predict a common endn(Fresh out of lies)nKiss me make my backbone bendn(Sweet as your cries)nSpread your wings and make a turnn(Make them all see)nLet me feel that angry burnn(In love with me)nnA million of worse thingsnWorse than kissing younAn angel with black wingsnWill finally provenThat. This. Is. Love