Your Love

The story starts on a Friday
In the morning of April
"Hey, you are funny, that is cool"
Met all your friends under a week
Kept my feelings a secret
Underestimated who I was dealing with

Pain beats like a drum
Trouble, sublime
Fell hard from those eyes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (that was a mistake)
Someone called me a psycho
They're not wrong
Wrote a song about you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

In the cold air of the night
Felt my body up in the ceiling
Hold on, hold on
Your love is not what I need
You wanna talk? Nah, I'm alright
Cause I'm with somebody that's real
Hold on, hold on
Your love is not what I need

You had me right in your palms
Until you bolted to the first door that you saw
Now you're haunting again
Like the ghosts in your basement
Making me fall but I'm over you
But wait, didn't you have a new one?
Painted all over your socials
I wish you all the very best

Right there, in Porto
You made me unknown
For you, yes, for you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm there, front row
You brought them indoors
Replaced me, no doubt
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

In the cold air of the night
Felt my body up in the ceiling
Hold on, hold on
Your love is not what I need
You wanna talk? Nah, I'm alright
Cause I'm with somebody that's real
Hold on, hold on
Your love is not what I need

Round of applause
To the person
Who fucked me over
(Your love is not what I need)
Save your thoughts
This case is closed
You fucked me over
(Your love is not what I need)

In the cold air of the night
Felt my body up in the ceiling
Hold on, hold on
Your love is not what I need
You wanna talk? Nah, I'm alright
Cause I'm with somebody that's real
Hold on, hold on
Your love is not what I need

Written by: Ron Rave Rivera



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