You say that you like doing dumb things with your friends Just to pass the time And also say in this small town there’s nothing to do Beside get high
I know that you only fear being alone And the thought that you might never be someone My lovely girl what’s going on? Inside your heart your love is not a rock (alone)
Good enough for you or bad enough for me? What you’re trying to do?? Make up your mind before i do it for you
