Why does it seem like you can bring out all my imperfections without meaning to?
You're crazy and obnoxious, and I am too. But I'm never that crazy when I'm around you.
Well, that's what you think, but you can't see that I'm only crazy for you.
And you're not perfect; really you're insane. And around you I'm quiet and shy.
You're everything I never wanted, so I know I'm losing my mind,
Because I'm trying so hard for you to like me, but it doesn't seem to be working out,
'cause I can't do anything right. But you say you still want me, and honestly, I have no idea why.
Because I wear my heart on my sleeve, and you just see right through me.
Why would someone like you want the little girl sitting in the corner,
wasting her time on daydreams?
She's nothing like you, and you could have anyone in the entire world.
So can you please explain why you want her?
I've tried my hardest to push you away, but you keep coming back.
Why do you do this to me when you know I can't do it?
I couldn't tell you how uncomfortable I am when it's just you and me.
You seem fine, but I'd go back and change it all in a heartbeat.
Because I have ways of screwing things up,
and I'll say sorry at least a thousand times because I'm the reason
it'll never work for us.
Because I wear my heart on my sleeve, and you just see right through me.
Why would someone like you want the little girl sitting in the corner,
wasting her time on daydreams?
She's nothing like you, and you could have anyone in the entire world.
So can you please explain why you want her?
I'll stop asking questions for at least a second or two,
and I'll smile becuase you want me and because I want you too.
But I'm so sorry, because I wear my heart on my sleeve
and I know you see right through me.
With you the world is black and white, and with me everything is in between.
You're a different kind of perfect, and I'm completely opposite.
I know you could have anybody, but for right now, I'm just happy that you want me.
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