Rebellion

 

He was a bright guy, straight A, teacher's pet vibes

Asleep at 10 at night type, he wore a suit and tie, so organized

She was the failing, late to class, rebellion

Teachers always yelling, saying she's no good, her future's melting

But she liked to play the violin

She would stay up late at night in her room just practicin'

And one day, he was walking by

And heard the melody coming from her room

It struck him in the heart, he didn't know what to do