People do many pleasing things in the garb of love
They keep on fooling themselves in the name of trust
In hearts of hearts they know, it's an arrangement
Still carry the corpse of their lies and enstrangement
Keep impressing the world for their compromised choices
Just to be in the bubble of world belong to lovers and roses
How badly they disguise as soulmates to be part of the love city
Alas ! So fake, the title of "Love Birds" don't they wear proudly ?
