As i hug him goodbye,
he just pulls away as if nothing happened
because we're just friends
but what i feel is so much more

He doesn't know
that the second i think about him
a tear rolls down my cheek
because i'm trying for something i'll never get

For once
i want to just go up to him and yell how i feel
but once he hears it;
it won't make a difference
everything is the way it should be

On the inside im this beautiful, fun girl
he sees it, but he won't admit it
he thinks he's going crazy
but that's a little thing called love

He tells me how much he loves her while he stares into my eyes
he doesn't even stop to realize
that on the inside i'm screaming,
i love you more.

On the inside,
we're both screaming 'i love you'
but letting it out seems so scary
we can't accept that it actually may be
right.

The way i look, the way i act, they way i dress.
those things are all so different from how i feel.
i can look, i can act, i can dress like nothing is wrong.
but once you get down to how i feel,
nothing makes sense.
because i'm really good at lying.

When i look in his eyes
i see someone different.
i see a guy
in love with a girl
who won't admit it
because his eyes take me off to somewhere
where i can write the story.
fact or fiction
i decide.
it's all how i want it to be.

I see him look at her a way i've never seen before.
i see her look back like he's all she needs.
and for a split second,
i'm happy.
because she can give him everything i can't.

He just doesn't want to admit,
that for the tiniest second,
if you look at us
it looks like we're in love.