I'll Be Alone Now
Daydreaming of the Future
"Ain't It Fun Moving On?"
They'll ask.
But I haven't moved on.
It was some Holiday when we last talked.
You called me an Anklebiter
And I told you to Grow Up
You told me that I was just another One of Those Crazy Girls
But
I'm Not Angry Anymore
I'd just Hate to See Your Heart Break
This is Proof that
I'm Still Into You.
This song is my Last Hope.
A poem in honor of Paramore's Self-Titled Deluxe album coming out. Pretty bad but whatever.