Life is Ironic

Maybe I shouldn't like him, maybe I shouldn't try,
all the times he lead me on, attention drew nigh.
I can't really stop thinking about him or how much I care,
can't really focus my attention on another guy over there.
He's cute and he's funny everything I've hoped for,
the smile to light a room up, the personality to simply adore.
When I fall for guys, it's because of my attraction,
but I never fully realized that other things cause satisfaction.
I would pursue a relationship with this boy of my dreams,
but life doesn't always work, it's not what it seems.
He's got a girlfriend, the perfect one,
whenever they're together they always have fun.
He loves her and cares for her deeply and true,
I was getting myself in trouble with him, I knew.
I'm not the kind of girl to break up two people just for me,
but at times i wonder how our relationship would be.
He'd be my boyfriend, I'd be his girl,
we'd love each other, be each other's world.
But it doesn't work out that way, probably never will,
I'll realize it sooner or later and I'll deal.
But life is ironic in each and every way,
me and him might be together, some day, some day...