I should have known by the words of our favorite songs
that it was okay to tell you that maybe I'm not who you think I am.
When you look at me, what do you see?

I wonder if you knew that I am a broken person, and that I have been,
but that I don't want to always be a broken person.
That sometimes at night I look to the sky and cry

Tonight when you came over,
I was going to tell you that maybe I'm not who you think I am
That maybe I'm not as whole as people think

But tonight you asked me out

I should have known by the way you talked to me
that it was okay to tell you that maybe I'm not who you think I am.
When you look at me, what do you see?

I wonder if you knew that I like this girl, and that I have,
but I'm not sure if I always will.
That sometimes at night I think of being "normal"

Tonight when you came over,
I was going to tell you that maybe I'm not who you think I am
That maybe I'm not as straight as people think

But tonight you asked me out

And now I don't know what to say
Other than I'm sorry
I'm sorry I kept secrets
I'm sorry I told lies

I want us to still be friends