she ricochets! and you dont notice...

spin collide and crash and burn
watch her swirl watch her swirl
like every other teenage girl.
waiting by the phone.
waiting for shining armour.
waiting for her miracle.
for the ringing that'll never grace the ears
words she wishes she just might hear.
for her eyes to sparkle and twinkle wide
when he says "i'll never leave your side"
for a whiff of his shirt, a sniff of cologne
and a little plea, "please don't leave me alone."
for the special dinners in fancy clothes
and gracing her with that single red rose
for a bone-crushing hug letting emotions flow
the time where she wished he will never let go.
for a kiss on the cheek, for a kiss on the lips
for whispering nothings and grinding of hips.
for all of the past memories that she did adore
for the weakening knees that sends her to the floor.
for the times where she screamed so loud to his face
when she told him she's leaving and he's a disgrace.
for the money spent on kleenex and ice cream
for the times she'd wish to wake up from this dream.
for the endless playing of her Paramore ringtone
"i have fallen down and i can't do this alone..."
for the love, the loss, the guilt and regret
for the time she said "i wish we had never met"
for the pounding on the door, and another red rose
he reminds her she's the only real thing that he knows
for the make up tears, the make up kiss
for all those moments when they were in such bliss.
.stop.rewind.
watch her swirl watch her swirl
life's too dramatic for that
poor
teenage
girl
...

LIVE IT UP LIKE THE
DEATH O' BEAUTEHHH