Addicted To The Fantasy

I know now she isn't interested in me.
She is addicted like me to the fantasy.
I told her that I thought she was pretty.
She offered me her glasses; What a pity.

But maybe I should have used her glasses.
It could have saved me from making passes.
Cause all I could see she just trashes.
Like some itch with these crazy rashes.

Has my vision been really that distorted?
Or is her vision been wrongly reported?
Our relationship seems so contorted.
Maybe it is just something I imported.

Push pull; It is happening to me, again.
Maybe I am just asking too much, friend.
This relationship is too much to comprehend.
It is like a big circle that has no end.

It will all start over when I let her go.
I will walk away and then she will follow.
I will wonder just like I always do though.
Those thick glasses make her eyes hollow.