considering the night went well you came to me with the words "i can tell that you changed" by the words of a song, changed your way and i soon realize, even from that one heart breaking day you never changed the way you were i hope, that by time we start to notice that our stomachs ache with butterflies and until my heart cries to be with yours i hope our demise won't be the same as the first where you'd just throw me in your purse next to your lipstick, and completely forget i was there until you had to look pretty and get your make up kit i was that little kid, that you pushed in the mosh pit i was the one who took that one big hit a few months ago i hope you remembered and never forgot sometimes, an action can speak louder than a word and you wanted to get my attention while i had yours, i wasn't heard just like the first time. i was pushed too hard the first time and i got persecuted to a crime that i know i didn't commit so let me go, and stop with that because next time, i'll grab my Louieville Slugger bat and start swinging.