Everyday its the same old thing
I try to steal quick glances
and sometimes your looking my way
It makes me feel so great because I know I had to cross your mind at least once
I mean you cross my mind every second it just makes me wonder
I've told you a couple of times how i felt but you didn't listen
You were probably to preoccupied with "her"
But now that thats over I'm just wondering, do I ever have a chance with you?
I know you like two other people at least but you wont ever get them I know that, you know that, EVERYONE knows that
There to stuck up in their own boyfriends
While I'm here stuck up in you, and your not even my boyfriend
I don't even know who you feel about me and I'm sure you don't know how i feel either
Boy how could you not know?
