Teenage lovers split apart.
Both with broken hearts.
Hooked up about a month ago.
But now everyone hates her so.
Now his thoughts run too fast through his mind.
And every thing’s a secret from her.
We all try to pacify her every need.
Do we really need to?
And we take, take.
We break, brake.
We want, want.
We need, need.
But we really don’t get anything until we really try.
It’s not really handed to us on gold and silver plates.
The poetry we write, and the lies we speak.
Seem to mesh together and will soon meet.
You try to weasel your way back into my life.
Try to get me to kiss and tell.
Well news flash baby I keep it to myself.
And we take, take.
We break, brake.
We want, want.
We need, need.
Life’s harder here, to fit in.
We’re so crazy no one wants to let us in.
And I kind of want to cry cuz it’s kind of overwhelming.
But I forget I live in boy world now.
No more girl world where I can cry.
This is the world where we kiss and tell; and where we love second date.
This world is so different, how could I possibly relate?
And we take, take.
We break, brake.
We want, want.
We need, need.
When ends meet, we meet there.
We’ll break every law to get there.
We take, take.
We break, brake.
We want, want.
We need, need
So help please; run for our needs.
Let us in we’re not that scary.
Monday, December 1, 2008
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