(You suck.)



I'm sitting in the penalty box of love.

I'm looking at that scoreboard above me.

She's sitting in the stands.

I see her.

She sees me.

We're watching the game.

She's the referee's daughter

and I oughta, i oughta

take the time to talk.



I may not like her father, (He's a jerk.)but I oughta, and I oughta.

The rink's so cold.

Growing old but,

I won't skate alone today.



She must like not like to ski,

'cause every weekend she's watching me.She sees the fire in my stride.



She's the referee's daughter.

and I oughta, I oughta

take the time to talk.