i still don't understand.

when you call me beautiful

        is it for love?

when you hold me close

        is it for love?

when you kiss me

        is it for love?

 

when you call her beautiful

        is it for love?

when you hold her close

        is it for love?

when you kiss her

        is it for love?

 

do you love?

 

sometimes i think i love you

sometimes i know i don't

 

when you sought me out

         was it for love?

when you called me late at night

         was it for love?

when you told me stories

         was it for love?

 

do you do those things for her?

 

sometimes you still kiss me

sometimes you won't meet my eyes

 

when you go behind her back

         is it for love?

when you stand behind her back

         is it for love?

you always face me head-on   

there is love out there

that isn't tied to anger

there is goodness out there

this isn't it

 

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