Teenage Wife from Drifter by 23:23

I wasn’t part of the cool kids club
Nothing but a sad face in the crowd
But when I saw you by the stairs
Baby I knew it then and there

Wrote my number on a post-it note
Made sure you’d see it on your locker door
It said ”I’ll stop the wars, I’ll stop the time
if you call me my to-be teenage wife”

I’m waiting by the telephone

It’s two years since we’ve last seen
But I’m still waiting patiently
I’ve built a shrine with a bunch of stuff
That really creeps my sisters out

They say ”open your eyes boy and see
You and her were never meant to be
She’ll never share your life
She’ll never be your teenage wife”

I’m dying by the telephone

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