Kirstin (craberouge) wrote in punkposerposse,
Kirstin
craberouge
punkposerposse

Hahhahaha

Flowers, cock pieces, swastikas, and nipples

You never get it
And I am sick of explaining
Why cant you just say yes
And nod your head

You ask me to explain you ask me why
It makes sense to me, sense to me
In my head it follows a path
Why don’t you get it

I told you once I told you a thousand times
You always ask me why, why, why
It just is, let it be
You can never get it, you will never be me

You ask me to explain you ask me why
It makes sense to me, sense to me
In my head it follows a path
Why don’t you get it

We fight all the time,
You say I have stopped trying
That I don’t care
Well I don’t care, I have found someone new
He never asks me why, he just smiles and nods
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