revised
You got way too many questions in your head
And yet you are not question-fed
You think too fast
You learn too slow
I'm talking about you
But also me, I know
You wear plain clothes
You got plain hair
And you expect me to care
I do, but let's be fair
I love you
But we're both just squares
So chain your heart to my bed
I'll carry your picture in my head
Maybe someday we'll be wed
And be together when we're dead
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
E7 riff
Posted by Unknown at 8:28 PM
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