Not About Love

The early cars
 Already are
 Drawing deep breaths past my door
 And last night's phrases
 Sick with lack of basis
 Are still writhing on my floor
 And it doesn't seem fair
 That your wicked words should work
 In holding me down
 It doesn't seem right
 To take information
 Given at close range
 For the gag and the bind
 And the ammunition round
 A conversation once colored by esteem
 Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for blood
 Took a vacation, my palate got clean
 Now I could taste your agenda
 While you're spitting your cud
 And it doesn't make sense
 I should fall for the kingcraft of a meritless crown
 It doesn't seem right
 To take information
 Given at close range
 For the gag and the bind
 And the ammunition round
 
 Not about love
 'Cause I am not in love
 In fact I can't stop falling out
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 Not about love
 
 I am not in love
 In fact I can't stop falling out
 I miss that stupid ache
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 What is this posture I have to stare at
 That's what he said when I'm sittin' up straight
 Change the name of the game 'cause he lost
 And he knew he was wrong but he knew it too late
 But I'm not being fair
 'Cause I chose to listen to that filthy mouth
 But I'd like to choose right
 Take all the things that I've said that he stole
 Put 'em in a sack, swing 'em over my shoulder
 Turn on my heels, step out of this sight
 Try to live in a lovelier life
 This is not about love
 'Cause I am not in love
 In fact I can't stop falling out
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 This is not about love
 'Cause I am not in love
 In fact I can't stop falling out
 I miss that stupid ache