Reality Check On Love
Love is a four-letter word
I’m sure you’ve heard that one before
I see all these couples holding hands and I’m over here like forever alone
Everyone else seems to have found the one for them
But what will become of me?
Cupid won’t even lend me a hand and I’m not something you’re pleased to see
By now I have lost all hope
I don’t even care anymore
I planned to live my life in a room, cold, scared and alone
After all I never planned on getting married
Who needs a man these days?
All they do is break your heart and then they go away
All these little girls fantasize about their weddings
Yet they are clueless about this tragedy
A good man isn’t easy to find these days and honey that’s just the reality
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