Forget The Image I Got A Heart

So you think that you love that fragile voice?

Actually, you're possesed by a demon called love

She was the one I wanted,

what I wanted at twenty-one

Blue hair and lipgloss

and killer eyeliner

I kept the note in my pocket

that was meant for her

I never dared to hand it over

in case she turned me down

So you think that you love those skinny legs?

Actually, you're possesed by a demon called love

She was the one I wanted,

what I wanted at tweny-one

Blue hair and lipgloss

and killer eyeliner

I kept the note in my pocket

that was meant for her

not too short but, I like to think that,

that she hates me now