Love is for the birds My grandfather always told me Every time I ran to him With my heart broken Why do you keep wasting All your precious time son Just to end up hurt broken And lonely? You're too you to let them Turn your heart coldly Ignoring the old man I ended right back to him With the same story Too much of worry And feeling sorry For my self Is it my game? I'm i too obvious So i get an 'L' Because my skills are lame But i just recently met one with a flow Almost the same It's not my appearance I'm positive I'm sane But then grandpa, Tell my why they ran