All seven seas have seen my paddle
I settled in Queens, it's just as cold as Seattle,
Just as cold as Toledo
Just as cold as you during our battles
Just as cold as you during their sequels
Sometimes it gets hot,
Just as hot as you starting to stradle
Just as hot as you laying spread eagle
Your voice just as soft as a poisonous snake rattle
Our teenage minds just as ***** as diseased seagulls
Daily walks on pins and needles
Protests and upheavals
My positions were fetal
Your decisions were lethal
My punishment will be penal
My appointment was renal
Day drinking seems not to be regal
Please, have mercy my people
For I have swam though the oceans
All seven seas have seen my paddle
I've given up on emotions
And every lie I've had to unravel
And now, I'm tired.

He grabs his notebook and goes to class,
But he doesn't pay attention.
He writes his feelings on the page with hopeless romantic intention.

I pull my hair back more than I used to now.
I know life isn't fair, but this is something I'll never get used to. How could anyone?
Honestly, hypocrisy is to say it's better to loved and lost than to never have loved.
Because, heartbreak to me, is the worst of all of the above.
Fly away all doves.
Fly away all doves.