Love is Lonely

I want to leave this small town

I want to leave this small town
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Love is still just a word, slightly overused
I have a late curfew but that privilege gets abused
sometimes it’s cool just to kick it but I like to party
I get clowned for my intelligence, they always call me “Smarty”
I want to grow up and leave this small town
I want to go somewhere when word doesn’t get around
slower than these local girls who think it’s okay
to smoke so much weed and drink their problems away
if you get down on the mattress you’re famous in the halls
you don’t care till you’re pregnant, because they don’t have the balls
to stick around and take their responsibilities, as fathers
one day they’ll want to kill the fool who does it to his daughter
but I am young and life is fun
we live for the now, the here, and the happening
take too many risks, want relationships to end happily
in ceremonies of white, of love, and “won’t forget”
but they turn into hate, into long lost regrets