I’ll admit it, my feelings for you
Are about as tasteful and confusing as alphabet soup

The noodles aren’t clearly spelling out l-i-k-e
I want to spend time with you, but do you even still love me?

I’m childishly throwing tantrums about feelings I can’t comprehend
Lashing out at your love and dumping cans of it on my own head


I wasted what could’ve been a lovely thing
All because I was confused about my own stupid feelings!