Crew cut;

Blue and green, throwing punches everywhere.

I got a bruise on my cheek where Sally kissed me the other night.

Roughing it up has always been my style, though,

So I don't mind.

(and it was kind of sweet, too, the way her lips were insincere).

Jay told me to watch my back,

But I never thought about looking over my shoulder

Until the first punch struck,

And the lights burst open in my head, and I knew I was wrong again.

But it's okay,

I'm used to making mistakes.

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Sad thing is, I never seem to learn.