Screaming our lungs out
In the middle of the night
To bands we can't remember.
Dancing wildly
Spinning and shouting the lyrics
Because we can.

Im on your shoulders
Attempting to see the stage
And your watching me
Like I'm the silliest thing.
The stars are pretty,
And your eyes are prettier
As we lay on the cold grass
At the end of the concert.

Shouting
Raising our posters high
And fighting the crowds
As we fight for our rights.
Protesting,
And attempting not to
Get thrown in jail.

Throwing punches
And kissing passionately
Fighting
And soft embraces.
You are the Worst
The Best
Most Mind Numbing
Infuriating
The most Exciting
The most IMPORTANT
Person I've ever met,
Hands down.

Im your Forest Fire
And your my Chaotic Love