Well you could bask in your confusion. Or start yourself a revolution.
But if you did then no one else would care.
Now you gave yourself to evolution. Your mother taught you elocution. But no one noticed when you cut your hair.
Your blue green eyes have less compassion. And you can't mask dissatisfaction.
Change your ways, but only if you dare.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
When that guy your with has gone on tour.
And your body just turned twenty four.
And you're taking less when you want...more.
Well you could start your deviation. And build yourself a new foundation. But if you did it might just fall apart.
Now you gave yourself to aspiration. But you ran in to complications.
And when you did the pain it broke your heart.
Your blue green eyes mask agitation. You shift your blame with allegations.
But your case always seems to fall apart.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
When that guy your with has gone on tour.
And your body just turned twenty four.
And you're taking less when you want...more.
Well you could make a forward motion. With three years of your hearts devotion. But you can't seem to get him on the phone.
Now you gave in to your hearts emotions. You let them flow out in the open.
Hoping that one day they'll come back home.
Your blue green eyes look like the ocean. They're wet from your life's sudden implosion.
You're not the girl to end up on her own.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
When you don't know what you're looking for.
And that guy your with has gone on tour.
Now your body just turned twenty four....
And you're taking less when you want...more.
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