Conditional

Your love is conditional Your love is conditional Your love is conditional It isn't real, real, real I feel so dead inside I feel to die I keep trying to work for your love I'm still dying to be good enough Throw me away with the dirt on the floor Use me up till I have no more Your love is conditional Your love is conditional Your love is conditional It isn't real, real, real Why do I work for the love? When I know that you'll say, I'm enough That I'm enough I keep trying to work for your love I'm still dying to be good enough Throw me away with the dirt on the floor Use me up till I have no more