Only 15 more weeks of this highschool and I am done forever.
They say California is a recipe for a black hole And I say I've got my best shoes on, I'm ready to go Ready to go, ready to go, I'm ready to go Ready to go, ready to go, I'm ready to go
Where is this 'love'? I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words.
Today I cut myself a piece of chocolate cake and I said to oscar "don't you wish you could eat chocolate oscar?" He didn't answer but I'm confident that he was jealous. HAHA I WIN!