I write a rhyme for the future and yes I write a rhyme about how love's complex mic check expect to rock, rock on always so say you don't stop If love is just a feeling, then why all the hard work, love is appealing but we always get hurt why is the right one wrong for you just as you two are joined into one jerk Mr. and Mrs. messed up but dressed up in your best cover up, Oh the best of luck to you I love it when I rock the mic for you, I love it when I can break up in two and speak on behalf of my other half on the other hand hold my other hand Oh how's that for self love and all, how's that love is just never enough but... If all you need is love then what about when the weak in the knees wears off then again to square one now the fun begins with your time spent fishing for a catch 22 I think it's funny you are wanting to and all you want is everything at once and I have a hunch that you would have a hunchback if you carried every desire, fire you up, I wish luck would show love cause I know that I'm just a minor moment of her time, they can't take that away she went that-a-way and I'm the only one who found a way in a round about way to get close, I proposed, we disclosed, we disco and it shows so step off with your lofty chivalry because she don't need no knight in shining armor all acting like he's one for all the girls but their all for none and I hope they never ever never ever give you some