*******, you stupid *****,
you took my heart, and threw it in a ditch.
You didn't care as you said you loved me,
as it shows in the way in which you got up to flee.
Running like a coward; no thought of repercussions,
only thinking of yourself; avoiding all discussions.
So as you go off and you **** everything that will move,
torturing yourself, thinking you have something to prove.
But you don't, and that is where went off-key with this song,
and with each different guy you lose a brand new thong,
because you believe *** is love and that is where you are wrong.

For I can find a ***** in fifth street,
and **** her until she forgets her name,
but doing so is not any feat,
as she has seen millions of men as they came.
Do you think she loves each man who throws her a bone?
Do you think she cares for his heartfelt confessions?
or do you not recognize that she is living her life alone.
These are business sessions; as she is the object that is sold at the concessions.
So respect yourself and learn what love is, as you will soon find, it is more than being just his.
For love is what will set you free,
and the only thing to make you consistently happy,
and you can love and loss and again learn to love,
and your broken wings will help you fly above,
and sooner or later, when push comes to shove,
you will learn, that *** isn't love.