He loves her
She loves him
They love eachother
But they don't want to get hurt
She lays there thinking
'Does he like me back?'
The thought of him
Brings tears to her eyes
Because she knows
He will never love her
Like she loves him
He sits there thinking
'Does she like me?'
He question all through the night
He thinks
He thinks of what he can do
But what he didn't know
What she was going to do
She lays there dying whispering
'Im sorry I'm not good enough'
He stares down
And there's blood on the floor
He looks her over
And grabs the razor
With the last words spoken
His soul slips away
'You were always good enough'
