What the hell has happened to me.
I can speak to anyone but you
I can speak to all boys but not to you
I just laugh at your stupid remarks
I just laugh at your rude comments
But I can't be myself
I'm always someone else
Why can't I speak to you
It must confuse you too
I have dreams at night,
Everynight.
When I sit all day and talk to you
We would be such good friends
If I could talk to you in real life.
You ask me why I hang around with him,
He's a nutjob, obviously.
So then I stop hanging around with him
Why do I listen to you?
What's so special about you?
Why can't I talk to you?
It confuses me every day.
