Writing love songs once again
Not a fan, but they sell
Heart and soul on display for the world to yell
Irony in every word, feelings they're just pretend
Love's a game? That's absurd, but cash rolls in the end
This love tune a paper heart
Selling dreams while falling apart
Play along inside this art
Hating love, but it's my chart
Every line a rehearsed line
No emotion, just time
Pretend romance in rhyme, but the rhythms what they find
Songs of love they buy and buy
Heart strings tug, but it's a lie
Keep the story caught up high
This is why love songs can die
This love tune a paper heart
Selling dreams while falling apart
Play along inside this art
Hating love, but it's my chart
Every line a rehearsed line
No emotion, just time
Pretend romance in rhyme, but the rhythms what they find
Songs of love they buy and buy
Heart strings tug, but it's a lie
Keep the story caught up high
This is why love songs can die
This love tune a paper heart
Selling dreams while falling apart
Play along inside this art
Hating love, but it's my chart