When you're in homeroom
He's looking at you
When you're on Facebook
He's looking for you
When you're in Starbucks
He's coming right towards you
Because you're super cute
And he wants to know the things you do
And if you want a latte too
When he asked you out
You were floating on thin air
Finally a boy who noticed
Those things you do with your hair
This is the way you learn
That love just isn't fair
Now when you're in homeroom
He's thinking about her
When you ask about Friday
He says he isn't sure
When you see them together
Your tears turn it into a blur
Because he is just fourteen
I know I did the same thing
Growing up makes some people mean
I think about you
I think about you
I think about you
Saturday, September 24, 2011
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