I thought
you were it, I was happy to do it
A doubt
kept my soul from committing but my hungry body caved in
The
experience wasn't orgasmic, but I thought it would be enough
If we kept
together we could make it through the rough
But when
the push came to shove
I found out
it’s was not true love
Here I am
pouring my heart out in words
Would still
be lying if I didn't say something was better than nothing or
that things
couldn't still get worse
What wouldn't
I give to take back our life… except bend and lie.
I guess its
not love, so no point in saying love is not enough, to take us through this
rough.
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