Sunday, January 5, 2014

It's Not Love At All

For a while, I'm feeling well
but the time is changing and fleeting
one second and my heart begins to swell, you know
I can't spell but it's not love
It's not love at all
It's not love
It's not love at all when it puts me down

Dress your best coat and pick me up, buddy
midnight won't be a limit for us
I hope you've forgotten her lipstick in that glass
'Cause I ain't gonna undress myself to play chess
or for love, or for love, you know
if so, take your things and begone!
even though this home is yours...

I'd already felt like this before
and the first moment you've kissed me
my whorish head was confused and sore
why you said you didn't love me?
It's not love at all
it wasn't love
it wasn't love
Even you'd buy me a car
or an one-billion dollars guitar
it wouldn't be love
not love at all...

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