As I sit here sifting through the memories in my mind
Hoping that the love I had was something worth to find
Knowing its value was unconditional to me
Realizing the product's condition is worse than it could be
Seeing with blinders what was real
That I paid for something that someone would steal
Telling myself why waist my time
When I look at a person
I should have never towed a line
A transaction done not worth the effort
A gift is given
You don't pay for a present
I knew a long time ago what to expect
I guess that is why they call a fool a person who regrets
A lie is worth a million dollars
The is true is worth a million hollers
And a debt is something you can't pay
When you been bled by love's expensive stay
I've been told love comes at a price
It can steal your soul like a thief in the night
And all the shit about love that fits
I believe it to be true if one can admit
Where pain is the real price for love
A transaction not always from heaven above
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