(Hazel Eyed) Band Geek

It was the middle of sophomore year,
And everything was perfectly fine.
I wasn't looking for love anywhere,
But I found it in the drum line.
Marching nights in football games,
You aren't the average american boy.
When you speak I'm quick to say,
Anything so I don't come off coy.

Marching band, I can't stand,
What the music just does to me.
Take my hand, I just can't,
Like without my hazel eyed band geek.