Alert, Alert!!

A dull roar from the heart,
They call love a fine art. 

This is the finest mess of all,
Over and over again we fall.
From end to beginning,
Love has no winning. 

Get knocked down,
Stand right back up.
Head up, young one,
Love is corrupt. 

You sure can the future,
but you can't change the past.
You will always get hurt,
Treat all like your last. 

It will hurt, it will hurt,
The bruises and scars.
Alert, Alert,
They'll keep your blood in jars.