I am looking for genuine love

You are looking only for a good time

But instead of being honest, you lie

You sit there and you waste my time 

You barely text me in the daytime

But you make it your business to send me kisses before bedtime

Now I can’t sleep, I am thinking about all the mixed messages you are sending me

Now I cry, and it’s not because of you, it’s because it happens so often

I let my guard down 

I know the water is deep and I still let myself drown

I enter a circus and complain about the clowns

This feeling is so familiar and yet each time it still knocks me down

All I ever wanted was genuine, all I ever wanted was a shot at real love

But they lie and lie and lie until it creates a meltdown

And it slows me down, I’ve been around here before 

It makes me want to turn cold, but how will I sustain it if my heart houses such a warm soul?

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