You don't know what you do to me, you don't have a clue,
you don't know what it's like to be me, looking at you

Sometimes I wonder if life is really worth it, then I look at your smile and know it is

How come you have enough time to go out and make other girls fall in love with you,
but you don't have enough time to pay attention to the girl who already does?

I guess the only way to know if it's meant to be, is when it happens

Everytime I see you, I always think.. god, why do you have to always look at me that way?

I'm trying really hard not to cry over you because every tear is just
one more reminder that I don't know how to let you go

Most of the time I think I'm over you, but then there are some days when
I hear her talking about you and that little pang of jealousy tugs at my heart all day

You dont realize what you do to me, i dont think you understand
how one touch, look,word, or smile from you can drive me out of my mind

I undertsnad it...he's a flirt...but cant he stop flirting long enough to tell me if he likes me or not?

I dont even know why I waste my time, thinking, dreaming, and liking you. I waste all of the engery and time devored to someone who didnt and wont ever like me back