Friday

yea, i stabbed a man in the heart

we're a little immature.
Confused, but pretty sure we're not
Just trying to explain that feeling
of knowing what to say
but not what you're talking about.
I love talking about love
Being that depressed teenager.
But what can I say?
I'm not wise beyond my years,
I still do stupid things
I still act self important to a fault.

Don't be too hard on yourself.
I never meant to make you feel down.

¡¡¡~