What It Ain't
I have been around
This old block before
I've walked into
Abruptly closin' doors
Schooled in hard knocks; I've learned a lot
About how a heart can break
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
It ain't layin' in the dark and wonderin' why she hasn't called
And now it's two AM
It ain't drivin' by her house to find her wrapped up in the arms
Of your ex-best friend
It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
Yeah
You say you could show me how to love
Baby,there's one thing you can be sure of
I wouldn't treat you wrong 'cause I've been on
The hurtin' side of pain
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
It ain't showin' up for dinner with a rose and Chardonnay
Then drinkin' by yourself
It aint a postcard from Hawaii sayin' we can still be friends
But I met someone else
It ain't bold faced lies or alibis that cannot be explained
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
It ain't a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes
Two fourteen carat anklets on my Mastercard
It ain't walkin' in a pawn shop recognizing her engagement ring
She swore she lost
It ain't bold face lies or alibis that cannot be explained
I might not know what love is, but I know what it ain't
If you had all day I could tell you things
That would make a grown man faint
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
Yeah, I know what it ain't
Yes,I do
This old block before
I've walked into
Abruptly closin' doors
Schooled in hard knocks; I've learned a lot
About how a heart can break
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
It ain't layin' in the dark and wonderin' why she hasn't called
And now it's two AM
It ain't drivin' by her house to find her wrapped up in the arms
Of your ex-best friend
It ain't bold face lies or alibies that cannot be explained
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
Yeah
You say you could show me how to love
Baby,there's one thing you can be sure of
I wouldn't treat you wrong 'cause I've been on
The hurtin' side of pain
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
It ain't showin' up for dinner with a rose and Chardonnay
Then drinkin' by yourself
It aint a postcard from Hawaii sayin' we can still be friends
But I met someone else
It ain't bold faced lies or alibis that cannot be explained
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
It ain't a mink coat, forty pairs of shoes
Two fourteen carat anklets on my Mastercard
It ain't walkin' in a pawn shop recognizing her engagement ring
She swore she lost
It ain't bold face lies or alibis that cannot be explained
I might not know what love is, but I know what it ain't
If you had all day I could tell you things
That would make a grown man faint
I might not know what love is but I know what it ain't
Yeah, I know what it ain't
Yes,I do
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Writer(s): Monty Criswell, Tim Mensy
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