Bad boy, what have you done?

Gotta crush, but he don't exist.
He literally can't come out to play.

So my dreamy eyes try
to look at his photo every day.

Don't know why, he don't respond.
I'm not odd, I prefer, the normal way.


Some one whispered in my ear,
he likes you too.

A typical skeptic I really am
on your photo of you, my crush.

What do I really think?

I think I am a secret admirer,
playing a spy game.

What do I really think?
You are a really, really, really
really, fine picture to look at.

I don't know why, nor what is going on.
I guess my Dad, is checking you over.

I say to Dad, but, I really like him!
he, is very handsome.

I like His Story,
seems like we could share an understanding.

But, Dad shakes his head,
Knowing.

Bad boys and what they are capable of.