Real Love - Todd Carey

I spent seven whole years

Writing what they wanna hear

An author of fictional stories, mm

I’ve been filling the space

With romantic cliches

If we’re honest, it’s all kind of boring

Now that I got you

I just tell the whole truth

I don’t gotta make shit up (uh)

I don’t gotta sing about things I’ve never done

We got that real, real love (real, real love)

Real, real love (real, real love)

I don’t gotta make shit up (uh)

I don’t gotta lie about falling for someone

We got that real, real love (real, real love)

Real, real love (real, real love)

I don’t gotta make shit up, heh

You spent seven whole days

In my passenger seat

You’re not even driving me crazy

Yeah, we stay out real late

And I don’t use your name

'Cause I just started calling you 'baby'

Now that I got you

I just tell the whole truth

I don’t gotta make shit up (uh)

I don’t gotta sing about things I’ve never done

We got that real, real love (real, real love)

Real, real love (real, real love)

I don’t gotta make shit up (uh)

I don’t gotta lie about falling for someone

We got that real, real love (real, real love)

Real, real love (real, real love)

I don’t gotta make shit up

(We got that real, real love)

(Uh)

I don’t gotta make shit up (uh)

I don’t gotta sing about things I’ve never done

We got that real, real love (real, real love)

Real, real love (real, real love)

I don’t gotta make shit up (uh)

I don’t gotta lie about falling for someone

We got that real, real love (real, real love)

Real, real love (real, real love)

I don’t gotta make shit up