One night happy ever after

The heart, they say, 
Is a cunning illusionist 
Making the whole world disappear 
While I'm holding your hand. 

Cruel mistress, she is, 
Whispering love, 
Tearing apart, from within, 
Both woman and man. 

Love, is a fool's errand, 
A path to being forgotten
It's half past three, in the morning, 
I'm living the struggle.

Torn between fobia of love
And freedom of life, 
Kiss me goodbye 
Before spending the night.