What is love I don't know anymore I thought I had it once Maybe four times It slipped through my fingers It fell through the cracks And when it shattered It sounded like this If I were vengeful I would raise the dead To fight my battles for me I would conjure up Some real evil stuff That Voldemort prepared Who knew we'd become like enemies I guess that's love I guess that's love Is that love? And if I were wiser I would lay in bed With someone who adored me We'd fool around til the sun goes down Maybe I'd forget That you have become an enemy I guess that's love I guess that's love Is that love?