My life is a paradox, c o c k the gun
I'm kinda sorta falling
I think that I am there now
The brink of self-destruction
That crazy thing called love
I think you kinda like me
I think I kinda love you
Yet I know It wont happen
That joyous feeling
That keeps me reeling
Those butterflies
You give me
That sweet look
You pass me
Yet I know it won't happen
We will never be
And the thought of it all
Is slowly killing me
[ It's just so crazy this feeling I have,
I just want to run in and scoop you up.
I just want to let everyone know that you are mine,
and I am yours. I want to be that Seme to take your everything.
I want to show you that I care by pushing you to your limit
but knowing when to stop. If you let that be me,
I swear you won't regret it... Yet I fear I will never
get that chance, and I will watch you slowly drift away
to find someone more worthy than hideous ol' me.
I have to hide it when you see me, hide that school
girl blush at your touch. And feign uncaring whilst
you are around everyone elses neck... I know you don't
want a romanticist, I know you don't want me but hey...
you cant blame a girl for wishing. ]
put it to my head, is it to l a t e or am I already d e a d ?
