Bloody "girlfriends"

Guess what time is it again?
It looks a lot like strawberry jam
It doesn't taste or smell that way
Cuz it's about the "bloody hell"

The thing that happens once a month
It happens sure with every girl
We call them "girlfriends" at some times
And we get angry at those times

So I guess you have figured out just now what
I'm talking about, what I'm telling you of
This is not about love or some pretty stuff
It is pretty dirty business called...
PMS!

I'm pretty sure you can't imagine
Why I'm telling you all these stories
I don't compare this thing to love
Cuz love rally sucks much more than that

I do enjoy them at some times
I think it's not good for the times
You know with all them dressing whites
It's cool for those who marry twice

So I went one day to look at pretty faces, They weren't so much most of them wore braces. It's not enough that it was crappy day, my "girlfriends" came across the way, and I had to wear those damn white pants, so basically they turned out red, so I went straight to the bus stop to wait, but guess what's next? The bus had weight, you know what I mean - many people in there, and I had to stand, cuz there was no place, so everyone saw my "pretty" ass, thank god I got home in that day, I sat on couch and cried away, the shame I had cuz of my "friends", that's why I never buy new trends...!

Use our mouths

First there was a boy
he made my tummy jump around
but in the end I'd understand
that we got nothing in common
we walked around a lot
but didn't use our mouths
now stop all of your looks...
I mean we didn't talk much!
so that was when I realized this isn't supposed to happen

Then there was this second boy
he was a lot like I was
but in the end I'd understand,
my tummy didn't jump up
we used our mouths a lot
just stop all of those looks...
I mean we talked a lot,
but just about computers
and that was when I realized this isn't gonna happen

Of course there was a third boy too
I wished he was like me
cause in the end I'd understand
he likes other type of girlies
we didn't use our mouths
enough with all your looks...
I mean we didn't talk much!
my tummy didn't jump at all
but something funny happened then
I felt and he felt too

I just hoped that in one day
I will meet the perfect mate
who'd make my tummy jump around
and who would use the mouth
now you can look
I meant the kiss

Number four, number five, all the other guys
they didn't make me feel that way
I'm always saying them- "no way!"
but hey there still are girls...!

Another twirl

I saw it with my two eyes
it wasn't such a big surprise
she went to a guy
kissed him
then smiled
I guess it wasn't very wise
from me to tell her more than twice
it obviously isn't nice
when a girl to a girl says...

How can I change the thing's I've done
my chances are completely gone
and just as much as I like her
another boy is at my door

I saw his smile with my own eyes
I know that I'm not very wise
he stood next to them
watched me
then stopped
another thought just made a knock
if I get with with him
will that make her jealous?

I can not change the way I feel
the boy is nearly at my feet
like I'm at feet to gorgeous girl
it's just another fucked up twirl

it obviously isn't nice
when a girl to a girl says a confess
confess of a love that's pure as sky
a love which usually makes us all die...

Hope you don't regret (I still would say yes)

Hope you don't regret
that you never gave me a chance
cause now I stand taller
than I did before
hope you don't regret
that you never gave me a chance
but I sill would say yes
to you

It's so hard to keep my eyes of of you
cause every time I'm close to you
I seem to feel you so
and when I see your hair
I can't seem, my dear,
to just go without looking at you

It's impossible to lock you out of my head
Cause every time I try
the key doesn't fit
and when I hear your voice
I don't have a choice
I just make some serious noise

Could you look at me
and could you smile at me
and could you just come to me
and kiss me seriously...
could you look at me
and start loving me from now...?