boys
that
know
your
insides

and promise hopes that can never be
don't raise your imagination
they put it back to size
love and faith
mean nothing to those
boys
that
your
insides

they cry on the phone
but only cause you're still calling
don't cry for them
those tears will only be in vain
the smartest boys who see people
who aren't really there
you mean nothing to them
but only because they're
boys
that
know
your
insides

and know them inside out
don't cry for them
they surely don't cry for you
the hopes of silly girls
are wasted on arrogant boys

(those are the ones that always know
even if you try to hide it
they always see you blushing
they know)

and it's not worth your sadness

06/29/2002

Posted on 06/29/2002
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