You really confuse me, I can't read you clearly.
You say you like me, but yet you hardly talk to me.
How can I be for sure that you mean what you say,
when we barely even talk, you're always busy.
I've told you exactly how I feel about you,
but you haven't told me anything in return.
I wish you would just come out and tell me,
I need to know my heart is starting to burn.
When I'm alone in my room, I think about you.
Sometimes it makes me cry, I wish I could tell you.
I need to know, if I should stay or go.
To forget ever meeting you, and just go my own way.
