Hearts And Hooves (feat. Aviators) Yelling At Cats (Ft. Aviators)

[Yelling At Cats]
Have you ever loved so much that your heart could burst?
Have you ever drowned in the feelings that you submersed?
Have you ever rehearsed the freakin' times you have cursed
Yourself for not taking her and being her first?

Your heart races when it faces a second with this mare
You erase and base the idea that you care
Yet you stare, and even when push comes to shove
You deny you've discovered the element of love

You mutter and stutter when she looks your way
You flub up every time you attempt to say:
That you want her, you need her, you can't even compare
The feeling of being with her, and being there

As it were, love is a fickle little mistress
A brittle little thing that causes so much distress
And mess, and it leaves a lotta colds standin' stiff
"What's the point of loving something you're not even with?"

"What's the point of loving something that you can't even touch?"
"What's the point of giving love, if it's not returned much?"
It's a crutch for those who are denying the fact
That love is real, it's there, and it is only just backed