I think I like him
What do I know
It could be just a crush
Will these feelings grow?

Just a crush
At least so far
Is it more
Could this be love
Could it be
He is the one

Thinking of him
Puts butterflies in my stomach
Talking to him
Gets me all jittery

He's so sweet
And strong
And nice to me
I have a crush
Could it be

You're so vain
You probably think
I wrote this poem about you
That I think of you
That I still care at all

The truth is
I miss you
I wish you meant
Nothing at all

So tired
exhausted
From a long day
Of pain and crying
Yet my brain
Refuses to sleep
My body
Giving up on me

Once upon a time
In a land far far away
We heard that
Roses are red and
Violets are blue

I don't know about you
But I'm sick of hearing
That same old  story

We're born
We grow up
Get old
And die
The cycle repeats

How about if this story
Wasn't on permanent repeat

My momma always told me
Never to believe in love

I learned for myself
That love isn't real

People just use you
Always want something from you'

It's hard to believe
I'll ever find someone
Who truly cares for me

Into girls
Ino guys
I like this
I like that
I go both ways
And that's that

Some things
We keep to ourselves
For a good reason