True Love

Love is trechorus, and evil i may say
for when you think you have it, be careful
one mistake and it could all slip away

Laughing at you with beady little eyes
waiting for you to fail, persuing our demise

Everybody says that love is such a grand thing
but i know the truth
worth alot more than bling

For it likes to take your heart
and tear it all to shreads
and when you afall apart
you feel like its the end

telling yourself its over
believing that your done
that men are just cruel and unfaithful
and look, here comes another one

telling you your beautiful
holding your precious little hand
you believe that he'll be there for you
and that he will understand

but what happens when its over
and love, again is at our demise
will you fall for his little tricks
or give him a surprise?

tell him that you've had it
this is the very end
for this time i wont fall for it
sorry my little friend!