I think it would be fun to be in love,
but merely fun. I couldn't see the obsessive
nature taking over me, I couldn't see
myself falling for that trick again. And
anyway, there's uni fast approaching
and I am tied to the tracks. There is
no escaping the rest of my life, it hurtles
toward me at the speed of light. I think
it would be fun to be in love, but
merely fun. Like when your hand moves
up my thigh and when you kiss me
while I'm on the phone. Fun like drugs
in the dead of night, but fun is for children
and I'll soon be no child.