1. CRUSH

Here's a song I wrote
It's about the boy I like
He makes me feel shiny
Better than a brand new bike

I'd like to cut him up
And make trousers from his skin
So I can put him on
And be ever close to him

He listens to me sing
And he says that I sing well
He doesn't think I suck
At least as far as I can tell

Just like marshmallows
On a warm and sunny day
His smile can melt my heart
I sure hope he isn't gay

Don't tell anyone
But I think he likes me, too
If he were to hold my hand
I don't know what I would do

Now you've heard me sing
About the one that I desire
Do promise not to tell
Or I'll set your house on fire