I'm so ******* confused
By you
All you people
You stupid
******* judgmental people

You!
You sir!
You're first
Step right up
And sit your *** down
Because I've got something
To say to you
All your dark and brooding
Stares
You never smile
And hell, you never even
TALK TO ME
And barely acknowledge
My existence
You said you wanted me
Well shut the **** up
And come get me
I'm finally free now
And you didn't even
Speak up
Now you're ******
You have no right to
Hate me
You wonder why I
Let someone else
Chase me
And you act like you have
Some sort of God-given right
To be the only one to
Pursue
Well too late
Little boy
You couldn't get off of
Home plate
Shy guy
So while nobody else is
Getting home
They've made steps toward
First base
And you're still sitting
Grumbling on the bench

You're next
*******
See here's the thing
When I'm taken
You all are like
"Be free, break up,
No way you
Are ready for this"
So I listen
So now I'm free
I'm free and flirting
And flying and
Having shitloads of fun
And now I'm
"Leading them on"
And
"Playing with hearts"
What is the ******* point
Of being "free"
If I have to restrict
Who I flirt with
And who can flirt with me
Maybe I want to
Make out with all these guys
Maybe I don't believe
I owe anything
To anyone
Least of all to you
You ****** don't even care
If their hearts are broken or not
You just hate
That I can keep them all
Here's something you ought to know:
I give a **** if their hearts break
And that's more than I can say for you
Hypocrites
This isn't a game I'm gonna play anymore
New rule:
I'll give a **** about who I want
Now on
And I'm all out of
***** to give tonight.
Sorry.