I met a girl on the bus today
She told me all the beauty left with phase
She said it was a easy thing to throw away,
But so hard to replace
She told me she was desperately seeking somebody she could blame
So I gave her my number and I told her my name
She was good at love and she was good at hate
But to the in-betweens she could not relate.
Just making love in 2014
Making the meantime a little less mean
And all that you love is all that you own
Love me for my doubts and fears
But please, please not here
Now the night was to young and way to quiet
But she was always thoughtful enough to start a riot
She said something like we are everyone with needs
I said is true, but the sad thing is, not everyone is you
Making love in 2014
Making the meantime a little less mean
And all that you love is all that you own
Love me for my doubts and fears
But please, please not here
I refuse to be the punching ball of love
I refuse to be the punching ball of feeling good or feeling bad
I refuse to be the punching ball of being happy or being sad
I refuse to be a punching ball at all
Just making love in two-thousand-fourth-teen
Making the meantime a little less mean
And all that you love is all that you own
Yeah all that you love is all that you own
Love me for my doubts and fears
But please, please not here
Artist: Weeping Willows
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