Maybe I should go Maybe I should leave Wouldn't it be better Than he stop loving me?
He probably doesn't anyway Maybe I shouldn't stay It's better than forever sticking around And seeing him love another girl some day
Whose to say what will happen? Whose to say this is all sure? What if my heart gets broken again- Will this time there even be a cure?
Guess I better accept it Guess I better go We are only friends right now It's better he never know
This is something possible: I may like him and he like me But it can never end well This is something that cannot be
There's a better girl for him With pretty eyes and pretty hair There's a woman out there somewhere With a heart of gold and a face fair
This girl will be perfect Unlike me I am a ragged torn old object Unseen
There's a guy I fear I am beginning to like. Love is supposed to be happy, but I can't see anything happy about this. I lament. I cry. Because it will NEVER work out. Once he knows who I really am.