I was only a boy but I looked younger than the others
Only hair on my head
And a voice just like my mother's
So I stayed quiet
And fully clothed
And this girl in my grade
I would dream her in my covers
After saving her from
The cruelty of her father
Though her father
Wasn't cruel at all
I was head over heels
I stuffed socks into my sneakers
I was hoping she'd think
That I was tall enough to reach her
But the teacher
Took my socks away
He said, "You're only a boy
You're too young to really love her
And when you grow up you'll find
There'll be hundreds more just like her"
But I said, "Teacher, you don't understand"
The heartbreaks and the romances will come
But adolescent love is a violent one
The heartbreaks and the romances may come
But adolescent love is a violent one
