There is an awestruck feeling Like the air, dashing for freedom From the constricting lungs Every moment I see the sky And imagine you're looking too. All the other boys And there stupid flesh toys Dance through the night Dropping partners Like leaves in autumn While I wait for your arrival To the ball. Where I may take her hand And dance forever in moonlight. They brag about The scratch and bite marks Of the last nights Meaningless fuck. Without even remembering The name of the girl who he told 'I need you' to But forgot to add 'Until I'm done having my way'. Now he jokes about how the freak, Was amazing But not worth calling back. They've asked me before But the only reason why she's a freak Is simply Because she tells me she loves me Every night. And they laugh Sad and empty Like the fragile vase Awaiting to be shattered By the uncaring Just like them. And I laugh Because when everyone else Has left this vulgar ball We will be the ones who dance Even after the music has died. Yeah it's sappy kinda. But eh.