You're over there
Flirting away,
Having fun
Playing soccer all day.
But Me watching you
flirt with her,
Makes something in side of me
Start to stir.
Nightmares roll in,
of her taking you away
But we all know something
Those nightmares came
true, the very next day.
When two get together
Things usually end up bad,
But every time that I heard those names
It made me mad.
But not at her
and not at you
But mad at myself
For not telling you.
I was head over heals
In love with this guy,
That I didn't even know
Had brown eyes.
