MUSIC FOR SALE

I saw you glancin’ at me in the mall, like you already knew I was your target that day.
I walked past you, minding mine, window shopping just to clear my head and drift away.
You stepped right into the store after me like fate had a plan drawn out for two,
Picked up random things like you were browsing… but I knew your focus was me, not the view.
When I grabbed that outfit and headed up front, you offered to pay like it was nothing,
I usually never accept gifts that soon — cause most men attach favors to something.
But you looked sincere. You felt safe… and that made me break one of my rules,
Not knowing later… I’d end up looking like a fool.

(Chorus)
And now I see… it was all an act.
You weren’t investing in forever — you were just reacting in the moment back.
I gave you credit for intentions that you never actually had.
And I’m the one left holding feelings while you walk away relaxed.
Yeah… it was all an act.

(Verse 2)
Months went by, and I gave you my all in ways I promised myself I never would.
I broke my celibacy because I trusted you, because I thought your intentions were good.
You made me believe connection was growing… like we were headed somewhere stable and real,
And I let myself fall deeper — emotionally, physically, everything I tried not to feel.

(Bridge)
Then when things shifted and turned left… and I reminded you why that night meant so much to me,
I told you I don’t just share myself with just anybody — I stopped being intimate cause I thought we were meant to be.
And you said, clear as daylight — “I never asked for sex. I thought it was just an organic moment we both enjoyed.”
And that’s when everything broke inside me… because that one sentence destroyed…
Every assumption I had built… every expectation I thought was mutual…
Turns out the meaning was never mutual.

(Chorus)
Yeah… it was all an act.
I gave you pieces of me I kept guarded — and you never planned to give anything back.
I confused chemistry for direction — when you were just living in the moment, unattached.
Now I’m sitting here trying to patch wounds
from a love I believed in that never existed in fact.
It was all an act.

(Outro)
Next time I won’t sacrifice my standards trying to prove I’m worth choosing first.
Cause the worst heartbreak…
is realizing the person you trusted…
never saw your heart the way you saw theirs.
Yeah… lesson learned —
never mistaking temporary energy… for something meant to last.