Another Great Love Song

There's a lot of great love songs

And this isn't one of em

Another one to add to the list

I asked her "What now?"

She said "Sing a song about it asshole"

So baby here it is

There's a lot of great love songs

And this isn't one of em

Another one to add to the list

I asked her "What now?"

She said "Sing a song about it asshole"

So baby here it is

Empty out the trashcan

Make the last stand

Towards avoiding disappointment as we wave hands

Well may you see me break this time

But unfake this smile till I can shake this smile

Disguised as a man

Advised by his pride to deny the reminders that he ran

Cover up the dirty deeds, and wash the dirty sheets

Write another sad love song the world doesn't need

What's the point of picking scabs if it doesn't bleed?

Where's the point of no return if it doesn't leave?

Whats the point of even trying if it wasn't me?

Never was, now I'm telling her I'm "wasn't free"

Typical response I know,

Once the other side of the bed goes cold

When someone else might be sleeping in that bed you called yours

"Just wait till I see that motherfucker, bet I won't!"

But you don't got the right to, so Sha,

Hook me up a beat that I can write to,

Jot a few things that I would like to say,

But I can't, so I wait for the chance that tomorrow be better than today

Mister too proud, not knowing what to do now

The love he thought he knew now

Was going down the sink

Trying to cool down

Feeling like a fool now

The situations too foul to fix

So he takes another drink

She was so pretty, and I really loved her.

Can you dig that? I had to show her where I was at.

There's a lot of great love songs

And this isn't one of em

Another one to add to the list

I asked her "What now?"

She said "Sing a song about it asshole"

So baby here it is

There's a lot of great love songs

And this isn't one of em

Another one to add to the list

I asked her "What now?"

She said "Sing a song about it asshole"

So baby here it is

I never thought love could be this real

Always thought that motherfucker would be easy to kill

If it bit the hand that fed it,

But damn it if I let it

Turn the tables now I'm begging to receive my fill see,

I used to think that I was impervious to a certain kiss

Certain that I was working it perfectly, but a certain miss

Turned to be the perfect mercenary,

That could hurt the very

Person I was certain wasn't burnable

But sure enough everything

Did go wrong

But hold on, shit

Lets back track to the last act of the play

Like, the drama that you talking

Is a product of this problem

I reacted like its all gon be okay

So I walk the other way

She proceeded to follow

I said "ill see you tomorrow"

She was weeping and pleading

Making me queasy and hallow

Not easily we seemingly relieving

Feelings of sorrow

So I teemed it with my demons

As we drink from a bottle

Trying to condense my grief

Its all enough to keep from crawling up my head when I think

Got me calling up my boys like

All a y'all, im in need, of a couch right now

Cause my house right now is full of remnants of she

But whenever she called

I pretended I was all calm and collected

Offensive mister resolved but

She would tell me she

"Missed me more than anything"

I would bite my lip from saying..

Nothing

There's a lot of great love songs

And this isn't one of em

Another one to add to the list

I asked her "What now?"

She said "Sing a song about it asshole"

So baby here it is

There's a lot of great love songs

And this isn't one of em

Another one to add to the list

I asked her "What now?"

She said "Sing a song about it asshole"

So baby here it is