I think about you over, and over all the time
Wondering if I ever cross your mind
I write your name in little hearts
I write about you in every song
Why can't you stop playing with my head?
Why do you say things better left unsaid?
This is my heart, not a toy
So be a man, act your age, not a little boy
Don't tell me you fell for me when your actions say otherwise
What I feel is real, I'm not hiding behind some disguise
So once again I'm writing about him
I'm running out of things to say as the ink runs dry in this pen.
