ten

here’s the thing that I have learned

it’s about a boy and a girl

no happy endings, not today

so put this down, if you’re afraid

boys are means and girls are dumb

it’s in between that we find true love

but circumstance and alcohol

can make it fly or make it fall

nothing gold can ever stay

just as it comes, it can go away

love is just a state of mind

it’s just a formulaic lie

it gives us something to live for

and when boys have it they want more

cause no one’s ever satisfied

they can’t see past the glassy eyes

it’s a spell and though it’s sweet

it won’t ever catch up to me

I used to be so damn upset

that I hadn’t heard those three words yet

but damn is I’m not happier

than the girl who sits around and stirs

picking petals off of flowers

waiting, hoping ever hour

I’m no longer going to wait

if you want me, you can chase

phone lines work in both directions

I’m sitting back, I’ve learned my lesson