Young Minds

I’m not sure if I should’ve left
This mind is always crawling back to me
Kind of like her, I kinda like her
I guess I take to what is bad for me
No use for pretending, playing hard to get
You’re bad at that anyway
I got better at ignoring it
Sometimes my brain disobeys
You make the first move
I’ll play the game
We know there’s no truth
Playing with flames
We’ll be together in a few days time
Do what you like when I go
Counting the hours, I count the hours
Waiting to run right back to you alone
I’ve always liked being a child
You’re growing up too fast
You never liked acting so wild
I loved the contrast
You make the first move
I’ll play the game
We know there’s no truth
Playing with flames