it's just a matter of time

The lines between heart and mind are no longer blur.
It suddenly all starts to make sense.
I can see clearly now the dust has settled.
I thought it was love,
But I for one never really knew what love is.
I was blindly following my heart not my head.
I dived heard first, I guess we all fall into this trap.
Vague feelings we hardly comprehend.
But should I blame her?
Or am I just as guilty for being a fool?
She found another.
She followed her heart not her head.
She dived head first.
I guess we're not so different after all.
This is a vicious cycle.
We play victim, we play victors.
It's a matter of turns.
I guess I'm the victim now.
Heed my words.
This thing called love it's a momentary high.
Here now gone tomorrow.
Here now tomorrow moves to the next.
I guess I've exhausted my moment.
A new drug has come by.
It's just a matter of time.