You
I love you
So much it hurts
I wish you like me too
But you don’t and I feel burnt

Every time I talk to you
It gets worse
The way you want me to talk to
Is this some kind of curse?

When I tell you how I feel
You say you like me too
I say it isn’t the same
Then you try to take the blame
But it isn’t because of you
It’s just the way I feel

I will continue to like you
Maybe you will eventually like me too

I’m sorry I put you through this
You, I wish I wouldn’t miss
Then I would stop talking
You could keep going
On with your life

Everything you have put me through
You’d think I’d hate you
Ah, yes, hate
If I could, I wouldn’t wait
But I can’t and please don’t
Try to make me
See what I don’t wanna see

Let me have a crush on you
Then maybe I can get through
My life
Without resorting to the knife

I hate having these feelings
I’ll never get to have you
But then again, I might like the ending
Maybe you will too

Hey, I might get through this
And you, I won’t have to miss

Maybe I’ll get to meet you
That would work too

Now I can’t wait
Wait till I talk to you again
Again I’m happy
Happy as I’ll ever be
Being without the knife

Feelings can be good
In this case, I wish it would
Be the way I want it to be
Hey, it might, I’ll just wait and see