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