Now the picture had him in it
Up the red path
To my house
In his coal tux
Slicked like a wet cat
I did my best
In a lime green dress
I did my best in a lime green dress
I did my best in a lime green dress
I did my best in a lime green dress
I did my best in a lime green dress
He still had friends at school
Inside they all had some from his flask
And he smiled a toothy smile
Yellow and sharp
I did my best in a lime green dress
I did my best in a lime green dress
I did my best in a lime green dress
I did my best in a lime green dress
And then we danced
Not to one song, but ten songs
It was the scene
Where the audience came over
To my side
Because I got what I wanted
I was in love with a cliché
I was in love with a cliché
I was in love with a cliché
I was in love with a cliché
Boys his age
Have bodies like knives
I was holding one by the blade
I was in love with a cliché
I was in love with a cliché
I was in love with a cliché
I was in love with a cliché