Not Love
A. G. Cook Lyrics

Ah man sad, sad song
This song is about heartbreak and sadness.

Yo word Polo, broken heart ain't no joke, man
A.G. Cook is stating that heartbreak is a serious matter.

Yo, why don't you really tell Them how you feel about it, man
The artist is encouraging others to be honest about their emotions.

Love is pain left out in the rain With nothing to gain but teardrop stains
A.G. Cook compares love to being left out in the rain and causing pain and tears.

Being haunted by a memory as I think back The things we used to do and how we used to act
The artist is reminded of the past and how things used to be with their lover.

With love and trust, passion and plussed Because a pride never kept things inside
The artist treasures the love, trust, and passion they shared with their partner and never kept secrets.

Yo they was always discussed Between us, never argued about And I never gave a clue for you to figure it out
The artist and their partner always talked things out and never had any major arguments. A.G. Cook never gave any hints about their feelings.

How I miss being blessed with your sweet finesse As we kiss and twist and caress on the mattress
A.G. Cook fondly remembers the intimate moments they shared with their partner, missing their physical touch.

Sweet body heat, your heartbeat I'll grip your hips and both of Our lips will meet so neat
The artist recalls feeling the warmth of their lover's body and heard their heartbeat. They miss the way they kissed and touched each other.

Staring up at the moonlight with someone to hold tight Given a chance for romance until the sunlight Brightens the sky, it reflects in your eye But now, the reflection is gone and I cry out
A.G. Cook reminisces about romantic nights spent together under the moonlight, but now that's gone and they feel sad and alone.

[Repeat x2] She loves me, she loves me not Yo she loves me
The artist questions their lover's feelings but ultimately believes that they were loved.

Looking at your picture as it sits on the table As I put on my cable I wish that I was able To touch but it's a shame that you had to go So I watch the hands on the clock go real slow
The artist looks at a picture of their lover and wishes they could touch them, but they're gone. Time seems to move slowly.

Gone with the wind, is love a sin? If it is then God, then bring it back again
A.G. Cook questions whether love is wrong because it can cause so much pain, but ultimately wants it back in their life.

Not a girl that you rate as a fine blind date I need a love mate so I can create
The artist isn't looking for just anyone to date, they want a partner to build a future with.

So I open a window to feel the wind blow Try to figure out how can a love end so Fast and just pass and not even last First grow like grass, then shatter like glass
A.G. Cook ponders how love can end quickly and painfully, comparing it to growing grass that can be easily destroyed.

Now I stare at the walls, clock five Tylenols Unplug the telephone to avoid phone calls As I sit and crave for the love she gave But when I wake up, I'm the same love slave Saying
The artist is depressed and taking painkillers to cope with their loss. They isolate themselves and crave the love they used to have but can't seem to escape the heartbreak.

[Repeat x4] She loves me, she loves me not Yo she loves me
The artist continues to question their lover's feelings but ultimately believes they were loved.

When you lost a good friend, dreams seem to end 'Cause broken hearts and men don't blend
A.G. Cook compares losing a lover to losing a good friend, and suggests that men and heartbreak don't mix well.

So I'm not here to stick every chick I can pick You move too quick, you become seasick And a one-night stand is for the one-track mind man The kind of guy you kick like a can
The artist isn't interested in sleeping with anyone they can, believing they move too fast and won't bring real satisfaction. They criticize men who only want one-night stands.

So I race in space and try to replace the pretty face But it's a waste, this chase is a kiddy case Now I whisper how much I missed her My lips should have blistered the way I kissed her
A.G. Cook tries to move on and find new love but can't replace their lost lover. They miss them intensely and wish they had kissed them more passionately.

So soft and slow, laid back and relaxed And when I move, the groove is as smooth as a sax She kissed me low and then proceeded up Bedsheets heated up, the pace is speeded up
The artist recalls the physical intimacy they shared with their lover, describing it as smooth as a saxophone and passionate in the heat of the moment.

Slowly but surely we reach our destiny She got the best of me and left the rest of me Now all I got is total confusion She disappeared and it's not an illusion
A.G. Cook and their lover shared a strong connection but ultimately they left the artist feeling lost and confused when they disappeared.

My life is bitter, the memories glitter I feel like dirt, so please do not litter My heart's deflated, doctors can't rate it I don't know how the hell I made it
The artist's life is miserable and the only good thing left are the memories they shared with their lover. They feel worthless and hopeless and don't know how they've managed to survive.

So farewell sweetheart wherever you are I'll just look at a star, and say yo [Repeat x4] She loves me, she loves me not Yo she loves me
A.G. Cook says goodbye to their lost love and wishes them well, looking at the stars and still questioning their feelings but ultimately believing they were loved.

Yo word Polo, Marley man See what I'm saying? I don't even know what to do homeboy Yo I don't even know what to tell you homey Yo G, man Yo sometimes you just gotta let go man And go on with your life homeboy Yo yo G look at that booty over There, look at that booty Yo where where? Over there, right there Oh yo yo what's up sweetheart yo Come here for a second, what's your name? Yo yo yo yo Kool G Rap and Polo! Word! yo baby, you know you remember the demo Skeezer! Yo you know you're with it Yo word I feel better all ready
The last part of the song is a conversation between A.G. Cook and friends about moving on from heartbreak, but the conversation quickly turns into flirting with a woman. This is unrelated to the rest of the song.