PART-TIME LOVE.

Please don’t criticise me cause you ain’t became a saint

Yes you might have a heart of gold but is it real or paint

I am no fool it’s just you don’t understand

I have no secrets here – nothing is underhand.

You ask how I share her when she’s meant to be all mine

You say it ain’t natural- I say unscramble the line

Oh think again – you think decisions are made

But with love it’s feelings – the heart must be obeyed.

I have a part-time love

And that’s the way it’s going to stay

A part-time love

There is no pain to wash away.

I like a part-time love

I use up love then turn it off

A part-time love

It’s a part-time love.

You say I’m a fool I say it’s partly jealousy

No there’s no way she’s a bitch cause I know her pedigree

I like my life to be all set out real straight

I don’t wait for chances and I don’t wait for fate.

Sometimes I’m a loner and sometimes I’m with the crowd

Sometimes I know I’m lost but there’s sometimes I’m often found

I know I can look myself straight in the eye

And I know my feelings will never be the lie.