I am going to fall asleep with your name on my arm
I've walked all day with your number on my arm
Everyone has seen your number on my arm
But they haven't asked whose number it is
They don't remember you like I do
Why did you write your number on my arm?
Is it a secret act of hate?
Do you despise me?
Was I far too clueless to understand your feelings?
Do you want me to pay for some long forgotten crime?
What felony deserves this?
How can this punishment be reasonable?
Do you realize what I see when I see you?
I see the way they moved to Lady Gaga
Falling to the music
I see hips shaking to Usher
Falling in step
I see the girl waiting quietly to Selena Gomez
Falling behind
I see her lift her leg high in the air to The MaCalin Sisters
Falling in admiration
Your number on my arm reminds me of journey
I couldn't finish.
