you say my music is too loud
i dont think yours is loud enough
where is the passion
opposites attract i guess
if we were the same
we wouldnt be able to argue about anything
we sure are cute
for two stupid kids
we are young
we can be stupid
you say
i say
we are young
dont waste my time
im trying to live here
you match your socks
i dont
i find the practice of matching socks
to be
rather tedious
and melancholy
opposites attract i guess
your heart is warm
sunny
hopeful
mine is cold
inconsistent
but never dull
dont you ever say that
i have no passion
just because
i am different