Blue berry pie is pasted upon face,
Similar jersterous acts of entertainment...

Take my rubbish talk
that sounds so fake...

Girl I know you don't think I love you,
But you have to know I'm true to you...

I love you but I hate you,
I can't tell which one is true...

Yes we fought for for a few hours,
Just in silent tongs...

It's been the moon and I for quite sometime
And all I can think of is that...

There's a question within my heart,
but my words won't even start...

You're the fruit I dare not taste,
Yet I cannot let you wait and waste...

War is our Scourge; yet war has given us freedom,
made us wise and true...

My words are weak and most ungracious,
apprehensive feelings bring me down...

Sitting here,
Looking at your face...

Like a rope bridge strings started to fray away
So blast another heart numbing song today...