is Love real?

 

was everything I did for you nothing but lies, you faked me out

we had sex almost everyday and now my body in a drought

no doubt, I held you so close, I threw a perfect route and you always caught it

now I don't know if anything I did was legit and I will give you credit

you always seemed desperate of the one day I'd make mainstream

I actually found your scheme, leave me once I made it to make headlines

you even gave yourself deadlines and that ruined mine clearly

I had to wait patiently, love nowadays always felt so silly, I simply need to clear my mind

did anything you said that was kind real, or was it all a play on my mind

I wish I could rewind and kill your ass before you had a chance to kill my heart

instead you fucking decided you would make me scarred when I dropped my guard

I always knew you were so smart, but you did your part, now I'm going to have to restart

 

is Love real? I really don't know how the fuck I feel, is Love real?

I didnt know the ordeal and I have one last question, is Love real?

 

I fucking hate myself ever since you left, I wanna die and I mean that from my chest

I was obsessed, now I get stressed every time I get a thought of you

its making me depressed, I always knew you would come and go like a test

but I would never suggest you hooking me with the best bait

just for you and I to separate, I always wanted to play it straight

we went on a date and then another and then another, then one thing into others

I should've seen the signs underneath the covers, we were lovers

but now we just awkward motherfuckers and that really fucking hurts

all of your flirty words, I held myself up to better standards

i shouldve fucking seen all of these red flags, all of these hazards

 

is Love real? I really don't know how the fuck I feel, is Love real?

I didnt know the ordeal and I have one last question, is Love real?