left-handed piano player
silly long haired boy
and youve got " I spy"
fingers from south america
and it goes on and on my friends
ill take the grave yard shift
youll be awake for me, wont you?
I'm allergic
to your indifference
make out room
makes me remember
that valentines day, amy and i wear
trench coats, no pants on the train
i didnt call you, i was preoccupied
with the lesbians with braces
in the bathroom
ill try not to be such a wimp
life isnt optional, tonight
well carry you home
no words no drama lets play
be
fahrenheit ambassadors
"that girl is on fire" theyll say
on friday night
i swear you looked at me wishing
i could be better
i almost apologized before
realizing you hadnt said a word
just shoved you up against
a liquor store window and kissed
you
which is better than an apology
anyday
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