Love -spits-

Love is for weak people, those hopeless romantic freaks,
A smile from a pretty face ignites feelings for weeks upon weeks,
Your head is spinning fast and your acting like a fool,
And still all the popular kids seem to think it’s cool.

They always fall for the pretty girls and all the muscular boys,
It’s a never-ending process that can’t be fixed without a choice,
Ignore those feelings in your head; you’ll just be led on,
Love is a bitter game of chess and we’re all the powerless pawns.

Then comes the couple in the dark sharing feelings physically,
The girl thinks it’s real love and the guy’s just being horny,
Her lips are tight against his and she thinks that this is heaven,
But then that perve is satisfied and he’s already leaving.

We’ve all seen the movies where the guy falls in love with the girl next door,
In real life this guy is just bringing his money and in return getting a whore,
Slow dances and candle lit dinners get people in the mood,
I just like candle lit dinners because to stare at his nose would be rude.

“Love” is for lonely old ladies and all those high school stalkers,
Cause as soon as you reject them their putting threats inside your locker,
And everyone wants a love that will last and will constantly try,
But in the end their attempts were futile, all you’ll do is cry.

I don’t know why everyone falls in love its all a bunch of crap,
Love was made by the hallmark company to get more money back,
When Valentine’s Day comes around you think its sweet to get this and that,
In about 20 years that candy will stay and you’ll blame him for getting fat.

I don’t know why people fall in love; it’s such a pointless thing,
We’re giving into to childish dreams and imagining,
The sad thing is in the end we all will fall for love’s game,
Your good years were wasted away by love, now that’s a crying shame.