Disdain
She tells him to leave
Such a cold look to give someone
Who did everything he could
He deserves better, but he don't like it
He's used to....
Well he's not used to anything but violence
A mode of love that leaves him starving
A mode of love where there is none
There is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
His whole damn life never had one
There is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
His whole damn life never had one
Where are they?
People who love unconditionally
8 billion people, and they hate me
Walking alone a crowded city
Affection, i confuse it w love
And vice versa
I hold it close til it chew me up
And spit me out back where i came from
A mode of love where there is none
There is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
His whole damn life never had one
There is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
By the looks of things, no there is none
His whole damn life never had one