No Era Amor

Shit
How could I call you love?

It wasn't love
It was the fear of sleeping alone
It was your body nearby
When I felt broken

It wasn't you
It was the fucking void
It was about fucking to avoid thinking
In everything I lost with myself

I sold myself the lie
I bought your version
I confused desire
With something I am not

It wasn't love
It was habit and sweat
It was about taking off our clothes
And call it connection

It wasn't love
It was fucking for no reason
Two empty bodies
Playing at feeling a little better

It wasn't love
No way
No

You said: Stay
When it suited you
I kept saying: Maybe
While it consumed me

We get along well
As experts at failing
You were looking for control
I don't feel anything anymore

And now look at me here
Without faith or direction
Calling love
Pure self-destruction

It wasn't love
It was routine and alcohol
It was touching your skin
So I don't have to face who I am

It wasn't love
It was sex and control
Two expert liars
Shouting love at the mistake

It wasn't love
And I wish I had understood it sooner