i like you, like a lot
too much to be honest
but you barely look at me
at least not in the way you look at her.

i like you too,
but you've hurt me, so many times
and every time i think things are going good,
you let me down

i also like you, and you're the best
everything is perfect about you but you probably only see me as a friend

but im still standing alone, not trying to shoot my shot,
because i think if i ever get you, you'll get tired of me,
and i don't want to get hurt