B-b-blisters on my hands
Paragraphs written so slow
Typing till it bleeds
Period, backslash, colon
And when I hear the ice cream truck constantly
My pockets empty out, almost instantly
I'm walking down the stairs and out to your front door!
If you had a window
I bet you'd never close it
You'd probably keep it open
And you'd let the bugs in
I'm not the one that you're really mad at
You kind of blew your top, when I told your dad that
I'm breaking down the walls, right into your room!
Well hold on!
You've got to hold on!
I told you what I know, but that's not even the half of it!
She made a sweater
Just so you wouldn't forget me