They say love is a many splendor thing

I think pain and heartache are what love brings

Love is supposed to be the best emotion of all

I believe love is like taking a long fall

Why are so many people falling victim to this shit

Like love is the only reason that we exist

I tend to agree with the L.O.X. on this

Money, power and respect are at the top of my list

I’m thinking love falls in the middle, around 5 or 6

And if you see Cupid, tell him I said, “Flip bricks!”

I know you’re wondering what could’ve happened to me

The romantic trauma I suffered must’ve been devastating

It’s nothing like that; I’ve just come to my senses

And the mere mention of love sets off all my defenses

I’ve been in love a time or two

And I believe that love makes men into fools

We end up in stores holding purses and shit

And answering questions like, “Do I look good in this?”

Maybe it’s not love I have a problem with

Just the senseless rigmarole that comes with it

Who really has the patience to date nowadays

It seems like everyone’s just out to get laid

I’m looking for that deep down, butterfly giving, soul stirring love

The kind that makes you think that person was sent from the heavens above

I want a soul mate, not a fucking booty call

I want somebody who’s down to be there through it all

A partner in all that life brings, whether it’s good or bad

Someone who’s an instant pick-me-up whenever I’m sad

But since no one else in the world is looking for that

I guess me will love I because I’ll always love me back