Fadeout

can't sing a love song I'm the kind who loves strong turn around and loves gone contemplating what went wrong thinking about what I'm gone do next trying to get it off my chest it's lonely on the other side of the bed come check one on me over here acting as if mind gone pretending like I'm not alone sent myself a candy gram wrote me a poem wearing boots in the booth rolling me one up to get a boost heart of stone Cupid's arrow bends stupid Cupid never been a friend lost in the soup wading in the broth stirred in the pot bout to pop the top off like a pressure cooker fortunately I found the soul of me when I picked up a pen been in love ever since then can't write a love song tho, not on this page at this stage of the game can't get my heart back no, not on this Valentine's day