dear punk rocker,
tell me why
you wreck your shirt
but wear a tie
whats your cause?
not a clue?
why do you hate the government?
you don't know..
you hate for no reason
the world is corrupt
you say
as you drive in mercedes benz
i love your anarchy
you big bad rebel
how you wreck your binder
then tape it up
\"I will not conform\"
you shout and shout
\"individuality's what your about\"
then why do you
all dress alike
if being yourself
is your game
dear punk rocker
don't know your name
who cares, fuck it
you're all the same
Time for me to move on
She walked into my life
Oh so quickly she came.
I looked into her eyes
I told her my name.
She stared back at me
and she started to say
how happy she was
now that she met me this day.
Perfect we were
just perfect together.
We hugged and we kissed
and we loved one another.
The end, however,
was clearly in view.
She was leaving me soon
of this we both knew.
The day would come
when we would have to walk away.
I dreaded that moment
I dreaded the coming of that day.
That day came early though
for fear of its wrath.
We parted from one another
Together was no longer our path.
I miss her intensely
she