You sure are cute,
A tad bit dull...

As the forks and knives
Clank against the dishes...

After you left,
I stopped caring...

Red finger nails.
Pink pouty lips...

What would it take,
For the world to see...

Take my hand and
Hold it...

In this darkness
I sit and think...

In the shower I
Wash off the dirt...

Why? why couldn't you
Have just been true...

He snuck through my window
Just to hold me tight...

He touched me;
My body shook...

Age, what is it really?
This Ive got to know...