f*ck
f*ck
f*ck
f*ck
A great word for a great world
Like each clue
Just not getting through
I spoke to you in yawns
With sweaty palms
With kids swearing forever
And then they're gone
Nobody's got style like us
And we could be friends like before I was crazy
Before I met her
Before I went lazy
f*ck these memories