sometimes i hate seeing you
seeing you smile, seeing you laugh
seeing you constantly
missing you constantly

girls, girls-- you never run out of them
crushes, crushes-- there's never 'a few'
emotions, emotions-- who am i to blame
when i cant help but avoid you

loving you gently and needing you harshly
being on my mind and being out of sight
what you are, what we are
is still a mystery in my mind

and in the time you won't love me
a time not so distant from today
please don't let what we have end
please don't be with my best friend