you're just a boy

you're so sweet in the evening
but then bitter the next morning
you said it's okay if i am enjoying
fun fact: it's an excuse and you're leaving

for you, girls are just a crown
you don't care if they are gone
your word is delicate like a sweet corn
yet, in the end, it leaves anybody in thorn

your passenger seat never alone
Saoirse, Gwendoline, and Heather are occupying your phone
i know you need a company to run
so, it's all just for fun!