(1)If Love Was Real
If love was real, you’d be easier to find.
Easier to take risks with.
Easier to get ahold of.
If love was real, you’d love me from the start.
I wouldn’t have to work for it.
It’ll be magical, like the shit they used to say…
My love interests say anything
Magical bullshit, that doesn’t make sense
But you want it to make sense
But you can’t tell me how it makes sense
Tell me how to heal, you want me to
Tell you how I feel, something I can’t do
Because the last girl I hugged
Taught me to hold on to
Everything, I never wanted to
So now, I hate her too.
And I hate love too.
I hate feeling like, I could love you.
I don’t wanna love you.
I don’t want you to trick me too.
Suicide feelings from loving you
Seeing how long it takes, before I’m losing you.
If love was real, you’d be easier to find.
Easier to take risks with.
Easier to get ahold of.
If love was real, you’d love me from the start.
I wouldn’t have to work for it.
It’ll be magical, like the shit they used to say…
Women, women, women…
So many to please, but whose pleasing me?
I used to be so sure, now I’m insecure
Signing my art over to whoever, just to be secure
Realizing so late, that sex ain’t worth it.
That love ain’t worth it.
That these last minute girls, ain’t worth it.
I bet you I hate you too.
I bet you I move slower, with the next girl I’m with
Get out this rut that I’m in
And take myself to a million, off purely a pen.
If love was real, you’d be easier to find.
Easier to take risks with.
Easier to get ahold of.
If love was real, you’d love me from the start.
I wouldn’t have to work for it.
It’ll be magical, like the shit they used to say…
~ Sakari
