Young Adult Friction

Between the stacks in the library
 Not like anyone stopped to see
 We came they went, our bodies spent
 Among the dust and the microfiche
 Dark winters wear you down
 Up again to see the dawn
 In your worn sweatshirt
 And your mother's old skirt
 It's enough to turn my studies down
 Now that you feel, you say it's not real
 Now that you feel, you say it's not real
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 I never thought i would come of age
 Let alone on a moldy page
 You put your back to the spines
 And you said it was fine
 If there's nothing really left to say
 You're taking toffee with your vicodin
 Something sweet to forget about him
 If you go your own way i will go my own way
 And we'll never speak of it again
 Now that you feel, you say it's not real
 Now that you feel, you say it's not real
 Don't check me out!