It was so sweet
The first few weeks
But the acid in your mouth
Turned us bitter sweet
Imagine this
That with one kiss
A lemon boy could be turned strawberry red
It's peachy keen to be loved by me, but soon you'll find how you bruise easily
It's peachy keen, to fall in love and be citrusy with me
Lemon boys should love lemon girls
With bright blonde hair and lemon curls
But somehow you like being bruised
Over and over again, grating your skin
It's peachy keen to be loved by me, but soon you'll find how you bruise easily
It's peachy keen, to fall in love and be citrusy with me
But we are not fruit
We are not juiced
And we are not beat so easily
We are different kinds
But I'd go the extra mile
To be in that produce aisle with you
So will you love me even if I'm bruised?
But somehow this lemon boy
Loved this peachy girl
Her hair short and straight as they took on the world