If only I were smaller
I would be a better footballer
Banging my head on the bus
Bed covers, there's never enough
And, I wouldn't have to have my own cobbler

i call shotgun,
just to be closer to him.
They argue about seating, i see his emotions flare,
it hurts me to see him like this, so i volunteer.
but i dont fit. we dont fit.

He panics and drives, and leaves us there
it kills me but i cannot let it show
why cant i show this?
why cant i feel this?
Lorcan, the man,
of my dreams

My heart yearns for a man
I want to tell him but I don't know if I can
He is my superman
And reminds me of a Somalian

I am his number one fan
He is Eminem and I am stan
One day he will know of my plan
His name is ... Lorcan