Come now
Only you and I can figure this out.
Under the cork tree,
Never-the-less we're done.
The good times have come and gone,
In the middle of the
Night I scream, "What am I
Gonna do!" ---Friends we shall be.
Together doing stuff that two friends do,
Having fun, hanging, or seeing horror movies.
Everyday is a new
Day-- a new chance to meet a new guy
And someday I will find that special guy.
Young love will find me
Someday! I hope. <3
Jan 1, 2011
Jan 1, 2011 at 2:16 PM UTC
Come now
Only you and I can figure this out.
Under the cork tree,
Never-the-less we're done.
The good times have come and gone,
In the middle of the
Night I scream, "What am I
Gonna do!" ---Friends we shall be.
Together doing stuff that two friends do,
Having fun, hanging, or seeing horror movies.
Everyday is a new
Day-- a new chance to meet a new guy
And someday I will find that special guy.
Young love will find me
Someday! I hope. <3
copyright; 2011
McNally, Inc.
--relationships are hard.--
-title and main inspiration from Good Charlotte-
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