Palms are sweaty
Breathing heavy
Can't hear anything because I am caught in a Trans
Cotton ball mouth
Twisted stomach
Stuttered words
Ready to say I love you should not be like this
But he said it why cant I?
Trying to force a smile on my face
A slightly awkward moment passes
And finally I say it through my scrunched up
In addition, through my lying lips I love you to?
He kisses my cheek and I role my eyes
I do not want to hurt him but I still tell these lies
I think I will tell him but never do
I go to his friends for help but they promise they wont tell
But eventually do
He calls me up to yell when he finds out
He breaks it off and finally I am out of hell
But now I feel bad for not trying to make it work
But then I think to myself that I didnâ??t ever want it to work
I move on and find someone else
This thing they call love is just a game
That you keep on playing and playing
With all new components every time you lose
Every one loses in the end but finally after many many years 2 people win
And make someone new
Then the person they make enters the world
And starts the crazy game of love again.
