Enough Rope/A Very Short Song
A Very Short Song
ONCE when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad—
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.
Someone left me sad—
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.
Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.