When you find the kind of love that makes your heart
drop to your stomach
When you feel that person
starting to drift away
It's like the body
trying to get rid of the toxin
And your heart begins to rot in just a day
It sits heavy with dour by the hour
It takes up the room of all your meals
It sleeps in slumber in your stomach
How do you feel, now that it's real, now that it's real
When you find the kind of person that brings you sadness
When you feel that person
starting to play games
It's like they knew the sport,
they knew they had this
And your heart begins to
question all the names
How do you deal, now that it's real,
now that it's real