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?