Text: Diesel Boy. Cock Rock. Lime Green.

i run down to your house and leave a trail of crumbs so maybe i can eat =
my way back home i know that you can't understand the things inside of =
me that tick so maybe i should be alone i don't want you to understand i =
just want you to see i miss you i miss you i miss you now the shirt =
that's on my back is fading fast and it won't last or maybe its just =
that i have grown i call your house for the millionth time tonight maybe =

just this once you will be at home
Submitted by: Mel