Loving you is like attending high school, No one told me the longer you stay, The more drama I would encounter. That it's a love-hate relationship, That promises it's love, but it really is hate. That it's a commitment to early mornings, Despite pulling all-nighters... every night. That it's “trying to be a good kid” But coming off as a teacher's pet, And if you relax too much, You're lazy and not