Lisa

Behind the bleachers, I'll tell you a secret
Of locker room dreams, lunchbox angel
Will you tell me your story?
Will you go with me?Does it hurt you?
Does it pain you?
To say the words
That mean so much to meDoes it hurt you?
Does it pain you?
Or did you lock it up
To hide away?We are the laziest, people there could be
For we only wrote one verse but I asked Jacques
What I should put in place of this?
He said, "Just leave it"
(Oh, and one more thing)Does it hurt you?
Does it pain you?
To say the words
That mean so much to meDoes it hurt you?
Does it pain you?
Or did you lock it up
To hide away?