i’ve never been to college
thought i couldn’t use the knowledge
i never knew a city
that i’ve been too
because i’m not super pretty
and i never knew you
i’ve never been to boston in the fall
never got the chance to taste it all
i don’t know what it all
is
i know i want to
but what if it isn’t
all it’s cracked up to be
i still try
i try so hard
i need a miracle
because i cry so hard
i need a miracle
i want to run up any hill
roll down the hill
that i know
is that what’s wrong with me?
should i go back
to the time
that i rewind time on
to roll down
that fucking hill
but i try
and it’s not alright
they do it worse to me
all night
just cuz i want a taste
of their ecstasy paste
and change my fine eyes
into a bottle
of wonder why
the fine wine
can’t bring me to
climax
and wax
on
wax off
can’t bring me
to the truth:
remember when you threw rocks at us?
remember when i cared about you
you will ruin that shit
because you can’t stop won’t stop
on your strange annoying shit laying shit.
so iCarly–
iCarly too.
and i want you to know
that we both hate you.
