Oh really? Thought you didn't like bright colors, and lotsa my shirts are the kind that hurt your eyes unless you're on drugs.
something clever so people will think I'm cool...
naw, just kidding...
She tells me that she's cold with a cigarette in her hand,
And I say, "You think I'm not?" but she does not understand,
And I'd love to swing my fist around to meet that perfect cheek,
But I love her in a way, and yes, I'm altogether weak...