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It ain’t Really Love

Sunday come a runnin’ with the whiskey on my breath
Daylight come a creepin’ on a day as cold as death
There’s nothin’ like the present to let the past be known
It ain’t really love babe, you just hate to be alone

Darkness down the hallway, and there’s quiet in our room
A broken hearted lover that won’t chase after you
I’ve run all out of reasons when you let your feelings show
‘Cause it ain’t really love babe you just hate to be alone

Chorus
It ain’t really love babe you just hate to be alone
You don’t want forever you just fear an empty home
How can you say “I love you,” and pack your things to go
Well it aint really love babe you just hate to be alone

By now you’ve found another to keep you warm at night
But words can’t hide the secret buried deep inside
Birds are gonna fly, baby, fly the same way that they’ve flown
And it ain’t really love babe, you just hate to be alone

Notes:
There’s a thousand takes on love. In this song, the character realizes that it’s not love, but rather the fear of being alone that had kept them together. I wrote it at my place in Austin after moving back from the Texas coast. For some people, it’s not the person that’s important–just as long as its someone.

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