Dec 03, 2006 02:51
You're so immature.
&&It's only because you're
Jealous.
You wish you could be the one
Holding my hand.
Or messing up my hair.
Or kissing my cheek.
Have fun envying every move
He makes.
I know I don't need you.
And he means more to me
Than you ever could.
It was cool seeing everybody at the show.
I had a lot of fun,
Besides the loss of my ah-dorable coat.
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My thighs have bruises,
And my head has problems.
But you have my heart.