You don’t know love
You don’t know what love really looks like
You don’t know what love really feels like
Fakes don’t know what love really aches like
It aches like you lost your innocence on a field, somewhere,
We’re two, not one, and no one cares
You’re complaining, while I’m explaining about love to you
You’re complaining when every word I’m saying
Is true. We’re two/not one.
You don’t know what love really looks like
You don’t know what love really feels like
Snakes don’t know what love really aches like
It aches like you lost your innocence on a field, somewhere,
We’re two not one and no one cares
You’re tired I’m not complaining I’m explaining about love to you
You’re complaining when every word I’m saying… is true
We’re two/not one.
(It feels like)
You don’t
You don't
Know love