I don't want to lie to you,
So don't think that you're horrible—
But I just think I'm not in a place
Where I know what love is anymore.

I don't want to lie to you,
But I also don't want to say
That I miss having someone to call mine,
'Cause I'd regret it every day.

I don't want to lie to you,
But you probably should know:
I do have a few feelings for you,
But I'm scared to let them grow.

Life ***** like a sponge
When you just can't get it right
And you miss Happy Hour at Sonic.

Breathe, girl, just breathe,
You know that you're alright;
You're dealing with stuff you don't understand,
But it's not without your sight.