The [Mix ]Tape

I use to write you letters
But I never got to send them to you
They just lay there right under my bed
Waiting for someone but me to read them

I guess I never got the nerve
To tell you how I felt
Even though writing is in my blood
My words were never enough

So I sit here making you a mix tape
The mix tape of teenage angst
Of teenage love
Of teenage pain

The ultimate mix tape of teenage bullshit

I know that it's cheesy
I know that it's cliche
But hey I'm gonna do it anyway
Because I figured you already have a ton

So I sit here making you a mix tape
The mix tape of teenage angst
Of teenage love
Of teenage pain

The ultimate mix tape of teenage bullshit

Lets face it "music is our life"
We spend more time listening to music
Than anything else
Because when your young what else is there to do

The funny thing is
It's not even a mix tape
Just the ultimate self expression of teenage lust
Of love, of angst, of pain, and of pleasure

The ultimate mix tape of teenage bullshit

So just go on a press [play]