i believed i dance a little today
i felt like i had nothing to dance for tho
i got a little into it
i bought a maroon colored lipstick
i really don't have enough makeup
a curling iron, round brush, and that
kinda stuff that keeps it wavy and shiny
i want to be someone's dream girl
i was a rebel with many causes tho
sounding right, looking right, making sure i was right
i'm in an empty room all i need is the music, a puppy or kittie to play with and a re-arranged room, better mornings, lets always remember the lessons already learned and let us not forget to stop learning, there's always more
i wish for a true love story
i'm tired of telling that to people tho
"it never comes when you're looking"
i cant comprehend how i forget
wanting a man, well, to settle down with
and fucking rule with love
i dont dream the dreams myself
they are more like memories
and i want to feel them
i want to feel them
maybe i'm growing up again