Fake Love
He says he loves me only when he's had too much to drink
But he kisses in such a way that my mind forgets to think
I forget all the pretty faces he's ever know before
Even the one yesterday he hid behind closed doors
He doesn't have to know I'm in on his little game
Cause when I'm in his arms, I know nothing about shame
He says that it hurts if my body is not near
But then could it be so easy for him to not give his
love to share
Maybe I can have more, but I only want his lips on my skin
If I could have it all, I'd only ask for him
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