You re heart belongs to another you might not believe this is
true,
Maybe you didn t want them to have it
But retrace you re steps and look at the things you do...
How can I love you when I know you re not mine...?
Two hearts drifting aimlessly into this galaxy we call love,
Both hurt before both been shown the door,
The millions say get over it, love hurts just a little bit,
I laugh at this cause I know I really can`t afford that
%#&@$!,
So I say in dismay....
How can I love you when I know you re not mine.......?
Two bodies in a lustful sweat, two bodies with nothing Left
Nothing but promises a whole lot of promises backed by a thesaurus
of lies
Many pleas and my silent nightly cries, so remember what I
say......
How can I love you when I know you re not mine......?
how can I love the heart of another this heart belongs to someone
else lets call them other, but for you re information my heart is
not swollen with love, just heart-breaking inflammation, rejection,
the saturated pain has soaked through this is no longer an
infatuation , so I m telling you again
How can I love you when I know you re not mine......?
you're like a golden apple sweet but firm, I want you to have an
affair with my soul, but leave some one else a turn, stay as long
as you like but remember that you re someone s wife, be back at a
respectable time no need for this to be an unsolved crime, my CSI
skills are not that good, so be careful for me if you could,
fantasies of the day we ll challenge away, this feeling is good SO
lets not forget what I always preach while I m trying to teach,
How can love you when I know you re not mine how can I love the
heart of another who has invested so much time...
“A dedication to storm†The love
game is not a game for the weak, the love game is not a game for
the meek, this game the love game will make anyone fall straight
from your feet, so get you game face on and raise your voice so
that I can hear you when you speak, firstly please
Let’s not concern ourselves about past foes,
silly ass niggas and dumb ass hoes we’ve been
in training for this day as we speak Our past relationships has
mold us for today, you know that special day that special day when
we had first meet, You seem to be the one I’ve
been seeking; you seem to be the one that my heart has been
reaching, you seem to be the one that I
wouldn’t mind taking some advice and listen to
some of your biblical teachings, but I’m just a
little curious about your objections you’re
little in digressions, you seem concerned that I will take flight,
pack my bags and leave your heart exiting stage right,
I’m a veteran when it comes to heart-ache; I'm
a professional when it comes to emotional rape
I’ve been disappointed so much that when I get
into a relationship I act like a primal ape, My Cro-Magnon jaws are
built for war, my teeth are built for eating meat, the flesh of my
enemies, the soul of my past loves all my past relation have ended
with a lack of love I’m and equal opportunity
abuser I treat them all the same, no one has to worry that they
were the bigger looser, I’m the Hitler of love
Cupid was my Jewish slave he shot no one with his arrows of love
just these bullets of pain (and in all due time the pain I
administer soaks right through their veins), I love you but I
don’t love you these words hit hard like a fast
moving train, these words spare no one the pain of being assaulted
with no remorse nor shame, So you’re skeptical
about my motives and my capabilities of being sane, you question my
reasons and interest I’m someone that has seen
just as much of the same pain But I’ve read
your resume and I’ve asked you well why you
didn’t stay on these jobs no more than a year
what was wrong I’m curious can you share, why
is your past so full of rain, This information I seek from you
because like you I average a good six months then
I’m off on the next train, I got express
tickets tucked away in my luggage I'm like a Rap Star from city to
city I leave memories I call ink spots that stay stuck on (to) your
brain Unstable in nature and unreasonable in life
I’ve asked my past associates do they want to
be my wife, You wonder if I will be gone in 60 seconds like a thief
in the night, you want guarantees about things I cant see because
of the light, my eyes burn vigorously my sight has left me all I
know is that there’s an end somewhere, all I
know is that one day I will be part of a pair, So ask yourself why
are you here, why do you sit and stare, why do you want to try if
you live in fear, why do you find yourself feeling that maybe this
one really cares We’ve been in training for
love but we didn’t know it would take more than
a year, we’ve been in training for love and we
didn’t believe those of the past when they
claimed they cared, we’ve been in training for
love, so just wipe away the fear I can’t
guarantee love because I can die right now and you might never feel
love, love that has no fear, we’ve been in
training for love so take notes, be on time and let nature take you
down that path we call love, you know that path that has hurt you
before that path we must travel to find the door the door they call
love open it and enter love and one day you may get love and
understand love one day maybe today don’t be
afraid if I don’t feel loved one day you may
fall in love, then you will understand how it feels to be loved,
one day maybe one day.
