she makes you laugh
and her, she makes you smile
those girls probably make your time worthwhile
she satisfies your needs
she's your sexual fantasy
and it's clear there's no room for me
but that's just how it is these days
where love is just a game
and your heart gets played
but wait, "love isn't dead"
"it's all just in your head"
im sure, when she's in your bed
no, she isn't the only one
everyone wants in on the fun
and at the word "commitment" we all run
i know love isn't about possession
but love also isn't egotistical aggression
or those closed-door sessions
when did lust become love?
what about passion, or lack thereof?
will we never be able to rise above?
