You left your shirt on my desk
And your ghost in the room
I still feel your scent clinging to my skin
I keep our photos in a locked box
From match to altar, somehow our love was cursed
The honeymoon turned bitter

But they say every love comes with some pain
And if this is love, I don't want love again

Heart-shaped box (pills), was it really real?
Our love was, was (pills), heart-shaped box (pills)
Every dose pulls me close to you
Your love's a drug I can't let go

They say true love waits
But if our love was just like daydreams
No surprises
'Cause, baby, I'm a creep

Heart-shaped box (pills), was it really real?
Our love was, was (pills), heart-shaped box (pills)
Every dose pulls me close to you
Your love's a drug I can't let go