His is love
Is like a boomerang,
No, frisbee, he throws it out
And that's where it stays.
It doesn't even come close
To her hands.
She can't catch his love
Because it's not there.
Intangible. Vague.
That's his love.
His unreal, intangible love.
His love is like a mother dying.
You're only consultant,
Gone.
She can't imagine it
Because she never had it.
She can't feel it
Because she never experienced it.
It's not there
Cause it's his
Intangible love.
Now she's a broken hearted girl,
'Cause her true -fake- love,
Who she'd catch grenades for,
Abandon family for,
Sell herself on a corner
At a late midnight hour for,
Was seen with his new Barbie doll.
Now she's at home
Overwhelmed with depression.
Scoffing down her third bottle
Of E & J.
Poppin pills like pain killers
To heal her wounded heart.
Neck tied,
Standing on a chair.
Jump! Twitch. Death.
And all just because,
Of his intangible love.
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 5:55 PM UTC
His is love
Is like a boomerang,
No, frisbee, he throws it out
And that's where it stays.
It doesn't even come close
To her hands.
She can't catch his love
Because it's not there.
Intangible. Vague.
That's his love.
His unreal, intangible love.
His love is like a mother dying.
You're only consultant,
Gone.
She can't imagine it
Because she never had it.
She can't feel it
Because she never experienced it.
It's not there
Cause it's his
Intangible love.
Now she's a broken hearted girl,
'Cause her true -fake- love,
Who she'd catch grenades for,
Abandon family for,
Sell herself on a corner
At a late midnight hour for,
Was seen with his new Barbie doll.
Now she's at home
Overwhelmed with depression.
Scoffing down her third bottle
Of E & J.
Poppin pills like pain killers
To heal her wounded heart.
Neck tied,
Standing on a chair.
Jump! Twitch. Death.
And all just because,
Of his intangible love.
