Brothers Video (MV)

Notice how girls talk about cheaters, brothers,
Not about the ones who stayed undercover.
Bought them flowers, gave them time,
But it's the heartbreak they replay in their mind.
She'll tell her friends about the lies he spun,
The games he played, the damage done.
But the guy who listened, who stood in the rain,
Never gets a mention, only the pain.
You gave her roses, she wanted a chase,
You gave her patience, she craved the race.
It's the drama that lingers, the thrill that stays,
While the good guy's love just fades away.
Brothers, it's the way they spin the story,
They hold onto pain but forget the glory.
It's not the kind who builds them up they praise,
But the one who burned their world ablaze.
Notice how girls talk about cheaters, brothers,
Not about the ones who brought them flowers.
They cry for the thrill, not the steady embrace,
They loving the danger, ignoring the grace.
I used to think that love was fair,
But it's hard to compete when we don't care.
We fall for the sharp, not the kind or the strong,
Forgetting the ones who were there all along.
No hate, just facts-I've seen it too much,
We romanticize the pain, the toxic touch.
But the quiet love, it don't make the cut,
When chaos knocks, we open it up.
Brothers, don't waste your time or your peace,
On someone who loves what breaks them to pieces.
Save your heart for the one who'll stay,
Not the ones who run when love's on display.
Notice how girls talk about cheaters, brothers,
Not about the ones who brought them flowers.
They cry for the thrill, not the steady embrace,
They loving the danger, ignoring the grace.
Maybe one day they'll finally see,
That love's not a game, it's meant to be free.
It's not in the highs or the drama they chase,
But in the roots that grow, the steady space.
You deserve someone who knows your worth,
Who doesn't confuse love with what hurts.
So hold your head high, let the heartbreak pass,
Real love's built on what truly lasts.
Notice how girls talk about cheaters, brothers,
But one day they'll long for the one with flowers.
When the thrill is gone, and the pain is too,
They'll wish they chose someone like you.
Flowers fade, but real love grows,
Through the seasons, through the unknowns.
Cheaters fall, their charm won't last,
But the real ones build a love that'll pass the test.