I walked into a bar,
and I was kinda busy...
A millionbillionwillion miles from home waiting...
why are they so big.. the other children...
Theres a boy named Robert and his computer is so...
I'm looking at the screen and I think I see some...
I think about each day by day
Being all smart and shouting, "HEY!"...
I want a hot guy
One with a tan...
I understand that Scissors can beat Paper,
and I get how Rock can beat Scissors...
Broken toes you'vegot the best of me
But i now keep on wishing that it wasn't me...
Everytime i go to the dresser
i dream about fighting ninjas...
Oh my popcorn i cant wait for you to cookits...
pop pop pop the beat is steady 10..9...8...cant...
He's so clumsey and dumb
he looks like the street bum...
I had this thought that was so huge
that there was no way I could think of it alone...
All i seem to do now
is sit, wait for you, wonder and cry...