hmmmm.
black hair covers your eyes
and you can't see my face
you guess i'm happy
you guess i don't care
but you can't see the tears
i don't have a lot to say
i'm not old and i'm not cool
but i can only be labelled a fool
for wanting to have something i shouldn't
and wanting to hold your hand.
sipping from my teacup
i look inside the china
the tea leaves swim around and spell out your name
so i throw the tea down the sink
i throw it away
i throw you away
then dive in after you.
hmm.