Teenage Tears

Freshman year

You play me like a flute
Never miss a beat
Don't even need a music sheet

You played me and made me fall
Than left me in the cold
And played me again
As predicted
Left me in the rain once more

I can't blame you
I was stupid enough to fall
Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me

Don't know why
I still cry
I pretend I'm not affected
But damn I'm lying

These thoughts are burned into my head
All I think about in bed
Memories of freshman year