Bittersweet

They tell me love is where it falls
 But just as randomly it falls to pieces
 It doesn't really go away
 Just gets a bit less every day
 It feels entropic as the heat increases
 I pick out the urchin's spines
 You get back up on your many crosses
 I think that April's cruel but fair
 Something destructive in the air
 After summer we can count the losses
 It's bittersweet, without the sweet
 Honey from the rock, without the honey
 Was never absolutely clean
 Never really love's young dream
 A pair of fairly fucked up bunnies
 I could come to you tonight
 Hold your hands and feel the world unravel
 So tired of everything we know
 See how the cliches flock like crows
 Pretty soon we're back to flint and gravel
 Back to wrangling in the bar
 Raking through some existential drivel
 It was grudgingly sublime, or possibly a waste of time
 We sit back and watch the roses shrivel
 It's bittersweet, without the sweet
 Honey from the rock, without the honey
 An unedifying scene
 Both ridiculous and mean
 Seems the pessimists were on the money
 There's not a lot to do tonight
 I will not say that we have learned some lessons
 Was just a bloody mess that I
 Will not attempt to dignify
 Consistent with our first impressions
 Just bittersweet without the sweet
 Bittersweet without the sweet
 Just bittersweet without the sweet