She said she loves me.
I see she loves me,
she loves me not,
not enough to let it show,
not enough to let me know,
in the things she says,
and in the things she does.
In fact, just the opposite is true,
She says she loves me,
but everything she does
proves that she does not,
she makes that plain to me,
she makes it so plain to see.
So what do you do,
when your Love,
can't love you any more,
I wonder as I stare at the door,
the one that leads me far away,
from the place I'm no longer wanted.
She won't tell me to go,
but doesn't ask me to stay,
but does all she can
to chase me away.
So I bow my head
and drag my feet
as I make my exit
in defeat,
beaten down
to the ground,
in this love,
this loveless love.
