Pink Prissy's Lover Boy (part 1)

I was walking towards you on a sunny day,
smiles passed, words used.
I was walking towards you on a stormy day,
umbrellas shared, tea drunk.
I was thinking that it was getting old,
the story, the scene.
Because every day, when i passed you...

You talked me into it
then talked me out of it.
You pushed me into it
then pulled me out of it.
Again and Again.
This roller coaster ride is getting stale.
Ever since i stopped checking my e-mail.

I was walking around in my new punk-rock shoes,
when again i stumbled onto you.
You had changed you hair and style,
though it had only been such a short while.
The first impression scared me,
the second repulsed me, what had happened to you...

You talked me into it
then talked me out of it.
You pushed me into it
then pulled me out of it.
Again and Again.
This roller coaster ride is getting stale.
Ever since my train drove off the rail.

You had become that pink princess's lover boy,
her covered-in-make-up ultimate sex toy.
She had covered you from head to toe in lace,
and by the looks of it, i think she lacked some grace,
for you still could...

You talked me into it
then talked me out of it.
You pushed me into it
then pulled me out of it.
Again and Again
This roller coaster ride is getting stale.
Ever since i noticed your heart fall frail...

amazing... i wish i could write like that!!

aww, thats so sweet, yay. Thanks. part two coming soon