I love him and he doesn't know.
I love him
I love him and they don't know
I love him
I love him and he's putting on a theatre show.
Too much
Too much
Too much it is to ask for the same
I love him, but what does that mean at the end of this game?
Is there nowhere else to go? Nowhere else to turn?
Am I damned for humanity to bear this evil weight, an endless love that will inevitably never end its burn?
I love you
And I want to love you more.
Let me love you
Just a little bit
You don't need to know
More than today
And wake up tomorrow
If you feel the same way
Or not
That's okay
But for today
I'd love to love you
In your theatre show
In all the ways we know
Just a little bit
If that's okay
