You could say I'm a jealous person
You could say that I'm a dweeb
You could say that I have nothing good going for me
I try my best To look away
But I see you every day
I stare too often
It's really clear
I've got get myself out of here
I'd like to say that what you say
Can't bother me or make me stay
I'd like to think that
I like that thought
But that's the truth if the truth was not
I bleed for your love
It's still my cure
I hate what you say
I'm insecure
I wait for your calls
I wait for you
Everything I've done
Is done for you
(god damn my pick just broke)