Is this love?
Yeah,that's for sure
She's letting go of this,cuz she can't hold on anymore
He's giving up
Why should he try?If he knows she's only giving up their fight
Meanwhile,He's already moved on
She tries not to notice his heart long past gone
She can't defend what is not truly there
All she does is hold him tight
thinking always-why doesn't this still feel right?
Kissing him emotionless
watching his heart be torn out of his chest
He's doing all he can,not perfect
but at his best
But in the bed the passion is weak
She just feels empty
While he's being so sweet
That was the last time
She saw her first love
Confused and she's hurt
But she's trying to be tough
A vague memory
Of a weekend been passed
She couldn't love the Gentleman,only the Ass
