In the backseat of my mind,
all I can think about is love.
Will I be a star? Will I be happy?
Will I have someone to give my heart to?
I walk past him everyday as I go through the paces.
I say hello as I fetch my coffee.
I’m frigid in my bed since that One left.
So I guess I should take the plunge.
I guess I should fall in love.
It’s never too late.