7th gr8de

7th gr8de Meet me a thousand years ago A message written on your face, you watch the boys Play soccer after school And you swear they all look like tools But I guess it's over now You're not here and I'm not around We'd watch tv and see the people 'cross the street We like the time Even though we're both hiding frowns In seventh grade Seventh grade Seventh grade I'll never kiss him You already killed me, What was it like? To be a lie To be a lie To be a lie To be a lie To be a lie K-I-S-S, I-N-G Sitting in the tree Do you want me, like I do? Like I do? Like I do?