vincent armone (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)
You cant find love trust me
You cant find love trust me, with a hookers head buried in your lap.
I cant be bought for five dollars, and viewed behind plexiglass.
impossible to achive, when she is easy.
You cant find love trust me, in three bags of chips in front of a tv.
hard to accomplish, when a shower is tabboo.
impossible when so called freinds, are anything but.
You cant find love trust me, when your all alone.
busted leg in three places for six months.
nobody calls, nobody comes, nobody cares.
You cant find love trust me, when left in the back seat of a burning car.
two up front gone, engine a flame.
they watch as you struggle with a stuck front seat
You cant find love trust me, when its vengence
seduced, captured, four kids
was not going to be her easy way out
You cant find love trust me, when you pass out
whole left side paralized, people laughing
shoulder shrug, call 911
You cant find love trust me, when you see your mom not doing dad
yelled at for coming home early
then probed about what you saw
You cant find love trust me, In the ninth at belmont
whole check just about gone, just got payed
skipped work to feel like a complete shit
You cant find love trust me, with no freinds
only puzzles, models, video games
some teen years, yea right real fun
You cant find love trust me, when you really love her
tell her so, but she does not love you back
that hurt, oh my god that really hurt.
You cant find love trust me, sleeping married life alone
snore so what, confined to other room, a deal breaker
Being single in a marriage you try it.
You cant find love trust me, when you dont love yourself
people help oh yes they do, but you got to love you
with out it?
YOU CANT FIND LOVE TRUST ME
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