I am fourteen
and my skin has betrayed me
the boy I cannot live without
still ***** his thumb
in secret
how come my knees are
always so ashy
what if I die
before morning
and momma's in the bedroom
with the door closed.

I have to learn how to dance
in time for the next party
my room is too small for me
suppose I die before graduation
they will sing sad melodies
but finally
tell the truth about me
There is nothing I want to do
and too much
that has to be done
and momma's in the bedroom
with the door closed.

Nobody even stops to think
about my side of it
I should have been on Math Team
my marks were better than his
why do I have to be
the one
I have nothing to wear tomorrow
will I live long enough
to grow up
and momma's in the bedroom
with the door closed.

she is the heart of the party, and he is the soul.
the soul goes on much longer, after the heart
has stopped beating and the girl has grown up,
but the soul will always exist. her heart is already
starting to break as he glows with life and her
breathes come out faintly, but he doesn't even notice.
she is the heart of the party, but he is the soul,
and they would never really work, even though
they hope they would as they cling onto each other.
(they do that because they already feel their grip loosening
and soon they'll loose each other in the middle of the party.)