I don't know what to do
I feel guilty when you put your arm around my waist
And I slowly place my hand over yours,
And I peel it away from me
You look at me with those eyes,
You say the sweetest things,
Yet I don't know how to respond
You'll lean in for a kiss
And I'll turn so your lips instead
Meet my cheek
Why do I feel this way?
It's almost kind of awkward.
I just wish it could feel normal.
That I'll feel that spark that links
Between the two of us.
I feel like I'm doing something wrong.
Maybe I'm just being stupid.
I'm being an emotional child
Who's ideas of love are far fetched
And play out like a Disney movie
None of this is making sense to me
And I'm beginning to think,
"Maybe we should call it quits"
But I don't want that to break you
And I don't want that to break me.
I just wish I knew what to do.
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 4:17 PM UTC
I don't know what to do
I feel guilty when you put your arm around my waist
And I slowly place my hand over yours,
And I peel it away from me
You look at me with those eyes,
You say the sweetest things,
Yet I don't know how to respond
You'll lean in for a kiss
And I'll turn so your lips instead
Meet my cheek
Why do I feel this way?
It's almost kind of awkward.
I just wish it could feel normal.
That I'll feel that spark that links
Between the two of us.
I feel like I'm doing something wrong.
Maybe I'm just being stupid.
I'm being an emotional child
Who's ideas of love are far fetched
And play out like a Disney movie
None of this is making sense to me
And I'm beginning to think,
"Maybe we should call it quits"
But I don't want that to break you
And I don't want that to break me.
I just wish I knew what to do.
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