The Outlandish Writer

Was it love?

Sometimes I just lay down and wonder
do you ever think of me?
Think of my kiss, think of my mind?
You are still next to me,
in my bed, every night,
holding me close, 'till I fall asleep
I still remember when you made up an excuse
to be alone with me
Said you were gonna miss me,
are you? Tell me, do you?
Said you loved me,
did you? Tell me, did you?
Was it love? Tell me, was it?
Or did you just use me?
You can't even look me in the eye anymore,
just say hello and walk away
Go with her, the other girls
You said she didn't mean anything anymore
Sure, I believe you
'Cause your lips on hers don't mean anything,
your hands all over her body don't either
Do you seriously think I'm that stupid?
Said you were gonna miss me,
are you? Tell me, do you?
Said you loved me,
did you? Tell me, did you?
Was it love? Tell me, was it?