©2006 Garrett Clevenger
Am Johnny's mom bought him a ballon.
Em It was two feet in diameter and also blue.
Am He blew it up all the way
Em and gave it to his friend Shawnay.
C G She said, "Thanks, Johnny
C Em Am but I only like red."
Am You can imagine how he felt.
Em No one wants a friend who dealt.
Am disrepect and ingratitude,
Em even over a dumb balloon.
C G So he took a pin and popped it.
C Em Am It went "boom."
Am Shawnay came by the next day after school
Em and said to Johhny, "You know I think you're cool.
Am If you have a balloon even if it's blue.
Em I want it because it's a gift from you."
C G She leaned in and kissed him and
C Em Am took him to his room.
F Em Patch your balloon, Johnny and blow it up again.
C Am Sometimes Shawnay don't know what she's done.
F C G It can still hold your air. It's a symbol that you care.
Am F So patch it up again
C Em Am if you dare.
Am Shawnay and Johnny were holdin' hands
Em swayin' to the rhythm of the band.
Am The next thing they heard was a boom like before.
Em The balloon fell straight away towards the floor.
C G It popped 'cause Shawnay
C Em Am ran out the door.
Am A pickle is made from salty brine.
Em and that's what your in when you're cryin'
Am 'cause your balloon's been popped once again.
Em from someone you call a better friend
C G is insensitive and
C Em Am offends.
Am Johnny's ballon is filled up all the way.
Em There is a slow leak but he says that's ok.
Am It's also got some warts from the patches that distorts
Em It's shape may not be a perfect orb.
C G Can you think of a
C Em Am better metaphor?