SHACKLED TO LOVE

So I'm stuck in love, with an imagination of what i thought was the perfect of love

Felt like a queen at first, before i knew about his charm

Good with the ladies, not just with his fame but also with his f**ks

I hold the key to the front door but i can not seem to move

That's why i say I'm stuck in love.

Literally steps away from the exit

With the right moves as a guaranteed past

Steady, slow and stealthy to slip up

And slid out past his ungiven attention

But again i still I'm stuck in love.