You're nothing to me, no, I'm not thinking about you, a third thing echoed out, and a joke was ready, said when will you drop me, he had to fight for me, or I would have left it, just hanging, let me out, this chick needs to relax, just wanted to hang out, but he didn't quite care, how his action affected them, they didn’t want you to win, how far will you fall, what do instincts call out, what would you do without, and I was curious, are you serious, said I'm not thinking about any of that, why don't you relax, he was just using you for a poem, an am I really this stupid? To use this, its like I’m playing with children, and where did you fall in, at the beginning, long journey, I don’t think I can make it, I’ll fake it, and a third thing echoed out, did he really know what it was about, an I don’t care, I’ll shout, everyone needs a little youth, once in a while, a will we won’t he, would he think of saving me, when he knew you came for me, a relax its just poetry, he did know what to say, a he was just trained, a mountain climber, boots with the fur, youth, the passing seasons, a how far will you grow, on this magic carpet ride, a will you show me what’s inside, had to slow down for the rhyme, and he came crying to me, he said would you show it me, some bread wrapped in leaves, and a penis, a leave us, we have business to attend to, just all alone in my room, a you don’t know me, a you’re allowed to write poetry, I don't know, he came to me, but he never really said anything, he wouldn’t let me in, he said I’ll see you next eternity, a would you show it to me, the mantra, Samantha, and a third girl named Jesse, he laughed at me, he said I’d sell you for forty cents, and he spent it all on cigarettes, an ounce of weed, and a book that hasn’t come out yet, and that’s how I met your mother.