Her parents are divorced, and there's often daddy issues.
Try not to take advantage while I hand her all my tissues.
She hips me to the bands she likes I couldn't be more clueless.
Every word comes out her mouth, is now on my to do list she's romantic, known to panic with anxiety attacks.
Literary, it's so scary, reading Brontës back to back. She's playing Ragnarok on her mother's Magnavox.
She's underneath my skin like, a million nanobots.
She's like Annie Potts in 'Busters, get my freak on like I'm Egon.
Say third base right to her face, and she will be like 'BE GONE' if not now.
I know I can wait like Lucas and the locusts, and you know this, we'll buy glow sticks.
Stay up late, perfect the slow kiss, you can't resist Chris cause he helps you de-stress.
While you play Animal Crossing, on your Nintendo DS.
Baby, if we can't be a couple, give up on getting married.
I'll remember we connected, and how it happens so rarely.
Nerd girl, I don't deserve you, I don't get the references you refer to.
I love your Lipsmackers and your lack of perfume, I hope to get you home by curfew.
