Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
Bowling for Soup
She's a lovely girl, but, only when she gets her way
She can be thoughtful, but, she's cruel sometimes
I think I like her, but, she sends an inconsistant vibe
Hold my hand out, and, she punches me good-bye
She's got me tied up in her eyes
Makes me compromise myself
She feeds on disillusion
I thought she was disillusioned
I kicked the grass up while I waited outside my front door
She drove by twice before she stopped and let me in
I want to tell her exactly how confused I am
I try to stop, but, then I can't begin