Do you even love me? 

Or is this just pretend?

Because I love you even if it is a sin.

Loving you hurts me, it kills me inside

But everytime I hear your voice it's the PAIN I try to hide.

The question of your LOVE doesn't seem to away:

DO YOU LOVE ME? DO YOU REALLY EVEN LOVE ME?

Because if not I need to know,

I can't spend my whole life hoping your feelings will suddenly grow.

I can't help but wonder if I'm just apart of your game

If you've told all the other girls like you told me just the same.

But what I really want to know is...

What is LOVE to you?

What is REAL  to you?

What am I to you?