Love is a Performance in Three Acts

at first she was passionate
at first she was kind
at first she said she liked me
and I didn't mind
even though I didn't know why

things were just great
things really seemed bright
things couldn't have gone better
she showed me the light
but then we started to fight

the end was creeping closer
the end of the line
the end of the bad and the good
every night I wanted to cry
and this time I knew why

now things are better
now things seem sort of right
now things pass me by
I feel like a bright red kite
with things on its mind
yeah these things on my mind
always these things on my mind
and I'm not sure if I know why