We found love then we lost it,
We picked it back up,
And then we dropped it.
We tried our best,
but we're still the target,
We trusted one person and so we popped it,
In this generation we never know what stays and what goes,
We're now degrading our women to be whores and hoes,
So they hate themselves and stick up their nose,
Because love is overrated,
Ain't that the way it goes.
