Lying to You

by Mark Ayers

When I think of Love
I just have to grab my chest 
If I can’t have your heart
I’d rather have none, if I can’t have the best

When I think of Love
I wonder, O where do I lie?
What side am I on, the ground or the sky?
No matter now, cause Love makes me high

I’ll never understand just how ladies think
They push us and shove us right to the brink
Why the’re attracted when your mean or repulsed when your nice
How confusing is that? I did learn that twice

When I think of Love
I just have to grab my heart
You said that forever, we never would part
I know you were telling 
What you thought to be true
But now I know, you were lying to you.