Metaphors About the Moon are Overused. By highschool lows.
And the moon is frowning,
It will never be as beautiful as you.
And the song it's singing goes,
"I wish that I was beautiful too."
I'm sorry if I stutter,
I'm sorry if I curse,
I'm trying as hard as I can to be the man that you deserve.
All these angry faces,
All these broken hearts,
Try to make a living off of tearing us apart.
But we'll never give in,
Never let them win.
No matter what they say to you.
Do I make you feel beautiful?
Am I doing my job?
I swear I'd give the world to you if that's what you'd want.
The moon thinks you're wonderful,
The sun thinks you're an angel.
The stars shine just so I can see your face,
I stop singing just to thank them.
And you're the only one for me
The reason that Im livin'
I'll come visit you as soon as my guitar buys me the ticket.
I promise that I love you,
Just don't look at the sky,
The stars are shining brightly and it might hurt your eyes
And the moon is frowning,
It will never be as beautiful as you.
And the song it's singing goes,
"I wish that I was beautiful too."
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