Sometimes I feel you are feeling the same
But then you go and give me fix feelings
What do you want from me
When you stare into my eyes
We feel a spark
Then you go talk about other girls
Pushing me into the dark
I feel like I want to hurl
But I smile and agree
Acting as if I am happy
I can not make a move
What if you disapprove?
What if I am just naive?
What if you are just thirty?
What if I am a mere nominee?