I was on a date about two months ago, It was a sunset picnic I thought it was so romantic, He seemed nervous to hold my hand Talking about all the bands we liked He was hoping I might come over So I said sure, I didn't get bad vibes from him. I pull into his driveway We go inside and Next thing you know He's trying to take my clothes off What the **** happened to love?
I let someone tattoo me A couple weeks ago We hit it off instantly, This immediate powerful energy I asked if he would take things slow with me Because I had been hurt recently He did (At first) I fell hard and I fell fast, I loved what we had, It seemed like it was going to last So I let him in, I opened up and alas He said he "just wanted to be friends" And just like that, it came to an end What the **** happened to love?
I had a conversation with a classmate A couple days ago He could tell I was down Asked me why I wore a frown, He said I can tell you've been hurt Please don't cry, they're not worth it I told him how I am continuously being used Whether it's for ***, support, and how I'm not amused That no one cares about love anymore, It's all about getting into someone else's drawers He said I understand your frustration, Welcome to our generation. The conversation was nice, But I had to think twice Once he started complimenting me on my *** I couldn't believe it took that turn so fast Asking if I would give him a chance But not with my heart, just to get inside my pants