Lane Kim never kept a diary. She kept hidden CDs and a hidden life, but never a traditional diary. Just writing about her life? Nah. That wasn't for her. She got all her feelings out when she spoke to Rory. She didn't need to tell a piece of paper in a little book.

But then… Rory went off to Yale, and Dave went off to college too, all the way across the country, and she started to feel a bit more lonely. Not long after the marriage jug incident, she experienced her first real break up. Dave wasn't going to be coming back into the picture of her life. Frustratingly, she had no one to talk to about it, since her calls to Rory that day kept going to voicemail...

And well, that's how "No touch? No fireworks!" ended up getting written.


"No touch? No fireworks!"

Verse 1:

Dear Dave,
How is Cali?
Bet you thought our finale
would be the last you'd hear
of my drums in your ears

But listen to this now:
Curtain call means a bow.
Before I let you go
blare this in stereo!

Chorus:

We saw the end approach, and so we made the most
Of the end of teenage youth – we tried to deny the truth

Long distance never works! No touch? No fireworks!

Verse 2:

I won't cry over you,
because I've cried before
over a mistake made.
A boy I didn't know!

The Cure's melancholy
helped me mourn fantasy
He never knew my name
It's not even a shame

Chorus:

We saw the end approach, and so we made the most
Of the end of teenage youth – we tried to deny the truth

Long distance never works! No touch? No fireworks!

Verse 3:

The next guy cost more tears
I blame girlish young fears
Became stronger and wise
Then third guy's the charm: surprise!

Into my life like "bam"
Soon you knew who I am
I had never been kissed
They should all get the gist

Bridge:

Oh I joined your cover band, put my face into your hands
Yes as soon as you arrived, my whole body came alive
My heart, mind, and soul too… But you do what you do
School only out for summer
And oh isn't that the biggest bummer

Chorus:

We saw the end approach, and so we made the most
Of the end of teenage youth – we tried to deny the truth

Long distance never works! No touch? No fireworks!