Strumming Ain't Strumming

Strumming ain't strumming,
When you're listening to,
The chords of your heart as it breaks.
Strumming ain't strumming at that point.

Singing ain't singing,
When you're hollowing to,
The songs that your memories awake.
Singing ain't singing at that point.

Breathing ain't breathing.
When you're hanging on to,
The sigh of your girl now she's gone.
Breathing ain't breathing at that point.

Loving ain't loving,
When you're out searching for,
The worst you can wish on the world.
Loving ain't loving at that point.