OdE tO a OnE-sIdEd LoVe

Mr. Motorbike was afraid to cry
He packed for a river ride and kissed his sis goodbye
He waited oh-so-long to make things right
And when he made her frown his heart was sliced
But it´s just platonic, I know you don´t think
Only too platonic, yeh, I really do think

It´s pure pain on your arrival day
It´s like seeing the tide with the one you hate
It´s like picking lice with a comb as a rake
And the wholes in her heart just get bigger
It really is platonic, I know you don´t think
I promise its platonic, yeh, I really do think

It´s a big sigh as she starts her day
It´s the church-door guarding & fate misplaced
It´s 10,000 sketches when all you give is strife
He thinks he´s the man of your dreams
You´d make such a beautiful wife

And it really is platonic, don´t you think
Only too platonic, No I wont go out for a drink
Isn´t it ironic, don´t you think
A little too ironic, yeh, I really do think.