Enough for now
Plutonic means more than just friends It means compassion from tricky trends
It means trust and honest words It means someone to ease the hurt
It doesn't mean it's all you need But it's enough for now
What I got aint all I want But it's enough for now
You need pencils
Its thoughts not rhymes that tire my troubled mind
These schools are crime that troubles my tired mind
Occupants bubble that trouble is unnecessary friction
While just hanging out in halls is becoming rather cool
Teachers now teach that stars are out of reach
And that staying out of fights will help you out in school
Poor little 12 year olds wander down halls, poor little 12 year old dolls
You need pencils you need books, who needs teachers who don't cook
Blue Monday's day suit making sure they stay cute
Hence they wear the uniform always through the week
Man these kids thirst! For being mister first
But minds can't turn when they're told they mustn't speak
Poor little 12 year olds wander down halls, poor little 12 year old dolls
You need pencils you need books, who needs teachers who don't cook
Sorry state
It's so ducking figusting you and all of your lusting
And your mistrusting of your fellow man
It's much more then I care to under stand
Or should I even wonder why your kisses bring thunder
While your allure leaves me under
And in a sorry state
It's so strangely appealing this feeling I'm feeling
About you're concealing of how you do feel
It's much more then I care to deal with
I like being told I'm sorry
And Like being in love with you you keep saying you're sorry
It's so strange to anticipate why I can't leave this sorry state
Plutonic means more than just friends It means compassion from tricky trends
It means trust and honest words It means someone to ease the hurt
It doesn't mean it's all you need But it's enough for now
What I got aint all I want But it's enough for now
You need pencils
Its thoughts not rhymes that tire my troubled mind
These schools are crime that troubles my tired mind
Occupants bubble that trouble is unnecessary friction
While just hanging out in halls is becoming rather cool
Teachers now teach that stars are out of reach
And that staying out of fights will help you out in school
Poor little 12 year olds wander down halls, poor little 12 year old dolls
You need pencils you need books, who needs teachers who don't cook
Blue Monday's day suit making sure they stay cute
Hence they wear the uniform always through the week
Man these kids thirst! For being mister first
But minds can't turn when they're told they mustn't speak
Poor little 12 year olds wander down halls, poor little 12 year old dolls
You need pencils you need books, who needs teachers who don't cook
Sorry state
It's so ducking figusting you and all of your lusting
And your mistrusting of your fellow man
It's much more then I care to under stand
Or should I even wonder why your kisses bring thunder
While your allure leaves me under
And in a sorry state
It's so strangely appealing this feeling I'm feeling
About you're concealing of how you do feel
It's much more then I care to deal with
I like being told I'm sorry
And Like being in love with you you keep saying you're sorry
It's so strange to anticipate why I can't leave this sorry state