Deseo

I try to walk around minding my own business I try to wag my mouth in a way that's considerate of parents In parent-teacher conferences I don't wanna talk about my feelings to you But let me make it up to you If you let me come around in the afternoon I promise God that my money's not good here No, God let me go I don't wanna fall in love with another monster Why's that what I want inside? Oh, no I'm begging you to ring my telephone He tries to read my mind by fishing Putting his questions into the water They tried to put my thoughts in motion But I didn't believe in myself so it turned into something else No, God let me live I don't wanna fall in love because now I know I was the one That tried to build up people in a meaningful way But it wasn't justified and it blew up in my face