Sore in spades Saint on saturn

Blue moon by June
Never speak, it's always to soon
Said a verbal warning is good
Always tend to be in a rut, by noon
Forgot to fornicate with some girl
Had to lead her on and get lost
Home wrecker is a different breed
That homework hater is a different me
Sure to age, liable to change with aid
I'm as fragile as my innocence
My two cents are useless
Couldn't care less to mute kids
If you need another reason as to why I'm sane
Don't wait
I'm a stray

And if you needed clarity
Charity is the word
Let me hand you all a ticket
To see the show disperse
Spitting uncanny thoughts
Back to crying on a log
As it's spinning, I'm spinning
I'm spiraling to Mars
Light a charge for a firework
That blows up in the sky
Might attach myself to it
If it helps you catch the vibe
And that's right
I'm a nuisance to few other kids
But whats worse
A nuisance or the news that he gets and gives