I tuck you in tight
and hear you sigh...

He told me I was lonely
So I let him take me home...

I don't know why God needed you
And I suppose I never will...

I don't remember meeting you
We were to young for memories too recall...

Someday, we'll drink to this.
Teenage lives, finding their direction...

We were always just friends
Til one night...

Good God, this feels good
Watching you watching him watch me...

I am not the reason she changed her hair
or that she chose a jacket today, over the sweater...

This could change tonight
in the glow of your streetlight...

I started caring
a little too late, I know...

So I'm looking through the yearbook
and obsessing over every page...

I was always the girl
Who would beat the boys up...