"What an interesting development."
I thought to myself, sadly
Because I'm in love, though very badly
His freckles his smile, there, just barely
I told my sister, though quietly, warily
I regret it already, it was bad of me, bad of me
Because I know it's a lie, that I lied cause I'm lonely
And I wanted his freckles, his smile, there barely
So I'm trying to love him, though quietly, warily






It's not going to last
It will be gone in the morning
And I'm sad that I know that
So I go now, in mourning