Writen In Sharpie
I wrote my number on your hand
With sharpie,
But its not permanent.
You were never going to call,
Now, were you?
Why would you?
I'm just a silly little girl
From your childhood,
Your neighborhood.
But now your all grown up
And heading away
I hope you atleast remember
All the good times we shared together
Like that one time
At that one place
I wrote my number on your hand
With sharpie
'Cause you said
You loved me.
I guess good times
Don't always last.
Oh well.
Who ever said
I need you?
High School is over.
We both got our own lives
To live.
But I still have one more thing
To write in sharpie,
Fuck you!
With sharpie,
But its not permanent.
You were never going to call,
Now, were you?
Why would you?
I'm just a silly little girl
From your childhood,
Your neighborhood.
But now your all grown up
And heading away
I hope you atleast remember
All the good times we shared together
Like that one time
At that one place
I wrote my number on your hand
With sharpie
'Cause you said
You loved me.
I guess good times
Don't always last.
Oh well.
Who ever said
I need you?
High School is over.
We both got our own lives
To live.
But I still have one more thing
To write in sharpie,
Fuck you!