I was only a boy
I looked younger than the others
Only hair on my head
And voice just like my mother's
So I stayed quiet
And fully clothed
And this girl in my grade
I would dream her in my covers
After saving her from
The cruelty of her father
Though her father wasn't cruel at all
I was head over heels
I stuffed socks into my sneakers
I was hoping she'd think
That I was tall enough to reach her
But the teacher took my socks away
He said "You're only a boy,
You're too young to really love her,
And when you grow up you'll find
There'll be hundreds more just like her"
But I said, "Teacher, you don't understand"
The heartbreaks
And the romances will come
But adolescent love is a violent one
The heartbreaks
And the romances may come
But adolescent love is a violent one