I wish I could love you
but my timing is all wrong
I already know who you are
what you love
what you like
what you hate
but
he's still there
even though
he's not
wanting is irrelevant
waiting is irrelevant
and my timing is all wrong
what if
he wasn't there
what if he wasn't a friend
what if
you were happy
what if I could kiss you on the cheek
what if
I could hold your hand
and not feel guilty about it
and only let get so you could dance in the parking lot
what
if
except
my timing is all wrong
it's never been right
I love you