Songs I Write | III

Improbable

Haven't been the same since him
Sickening when the feeling sets in
And the darkness hovers above
I met you like a week ago
I'll tell you I haven't felt this way, no
Not since him at all

I want you more than a friend
But I know that'll never happen
What do I do?
I want you like I wanted him
And I'm scared and alone, tell me
What do I do?

I know you'll never want me the same
There's no way to change it, shame
Completely on me for feeling this way
'Cause I met you like a week ago
I can't ruin the only thing that I know anymore
Because I'm young, naive, and typical, and trying not to let you know

I want you more than a friend
But I know that'll never happen
What do I do?
I want you like I wanted him
And I'm scared and alone, tell me
What do I do?

Oooh oh
Oooh oh
Oooh oh
Oooh oh

I want you more than a friend
But I know that'll never happen
What do I do?
I want you like I wanted him
And I'm scared and alone, tell me
What do I do?

I'm hiding, lying, all the works, when
You're talking to me, I feel everything
What do I do?
I want you like I wanted him
And I'm terrified to
What do I do?