Sunday, August 24, 2008

yeahyeahyeah

you know you've got it bad
when you start comparing him,
to inanimate objects,
you know he's in your head,
when you start seeing him,
everywhere you turn,

you're the billboard i fail to read,
cos i'm going way too fast,
and i always feel the need,
to back up, but i let it pass,

you know you've got it bad
when you start comparing him,
to inanimate objects,
you know he's in your head,
when you start seeing him,
everywhere you turn,

you're the song that's
scrambled in my head,
and i haven't got you down,
simply, cos i dont have a pen.

you know you've got it bad
when you start comparing him,
to inanimate objects,
you know he's in your head,
when you start seeing him,
everywhere you turn,

i'm gunna make it simple,
i'm a girl and, you're a boy,
but i'm certainly, not a toy,
so i'd really like it, if you could
just say your feelings,
and it'd make you so much easier
to me.

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