“You tell me about these other girls that you like or see, but really on the inside I'm wishing it was me. You laugh and act like it's all peachy but you don't have a clue that while I stare into his eyes I'm wishing it was you. I pretend that I don't love you but it's too hard to hide. Soon I'm sure you will see whats hiding behind my brown eyes. Now I'm sitting here alone wanting you to see, how much I really care for you and all that we could be.”
