Kissing booth
25 cents
Put your lips on hers
But at who’s expense?
Fireworks in your mind
Your lips part
Your eyes meet.
There was for sure a spark
Next in line pushes you away
Back to reality
But in this moment you stay
The fair comes to an end
The glow of the Ferris wheel is no longer
She leaves with a friend
You’ve never felt more somber.
How could she kiss all those other guys?
Didn’t your moment affect her too?
You think to yourself,
“I wonder what else she can do?”
You lay in your bed
Your mind goes wild
Can’t get her out of your head
Can’t stop thinking of her smile
The look on her face as you pulled away
God, there had to be something!
No one just kisses you with such heat.
Why didn’t you say anything?
You idiot! You didn’t speak.
She kissed like, 100 people tonight
Besides, you’re not worth remembering
Awkward, gangly, uptight
And now your hands are trembling
What is it with these other guys?
Out, playing women like Friday night home games
Are they there when their girlfriend cries?
Or are they just in it for fame.
“I totally nailed the head cheerleader”
Locker room banter
You’d never deceiver her
But you’re just a blip on the radar.
What if you could change
Show the suave, debonair man inside?
A change of clothes
Maybe a few crunches at the Y?
Reality check
“She’s All That” wasn’t based on true events.
So you turn on your side
It definitely was a night
New feelings, new senses
And, hey you’re still young
But if you find 25 cents,
Tomorrow you’ll use tongue.
