Teenage girl is a genre
It’s in the years when they try to pawn ya
Off on the nearest guy
And everyone wants to try
To hit me up 
(But Paddy night just be love
With his cocaine eyes and ear ring
Piercing like the pirate of my dreaming
And we just sit in Centra at half one
And I swear he might be the one
With his bad boy chic
Shaved head and introverted streak
I swear his sensitive could melt
Me down to the bone and I felt
Everything in his eyes
That night in Spiral Tree to my surprise)
But anyway I digress
Why does everyone crave a state of undress
As the page left unturned 
Like the candle that’s unburned
And do I dare to light the wick
Though that guy might be a dick
He inflects his head to show
It’s not just about the bed you know  
And he’s got me smiling and a laugh
Escapes from my broken girl cast
As I seem to stray from fear
And find something I hold dear
Throughout each and every year
That goes by
And when we die
Will people cry
For a season or two
But know I found the immortal in you
When the sun burst onto the scene 
Out of my arms and into your dream
And you resound 
In time to the beat my heart pound 
When I’m in your presence
And your essence 
Is simply stellar
Oh, to know such a fella