
Untitled SongA classroom of stars and science and a jacket with a zipperUntitled Song by ~mgonzales041090
With you in front of me, oh can it be?
Glasses on your eyes and braces in your teeth,
I was no longer quite so bitter
because you introduced yourself to me
when there was plentiful other guys.
Even if somehow I could have given you all you wanted...
I'm sure I still would have fallen.
I hope we'd holding hands like that time last June
But it's all over now, and you don't care.
I digitize my messages with hopes you'll be callin'
Why can't we just go back to June?
The saving grace isn't saving me. Doesn't care.
Even if somehow I could have given you all you wanted...
And there was