Whenever i get close enough
to almost read his thoughts...

Its in her voice
its the addicting tone...

After all this time i remain estranged
it been three years and nothing's changed...

Its a flat out no
i refuse to listen...

Its been so long since Ive done this last
I'm back to biting nails and turning red...

Maybe I only like you in this position?
Your unavailability, what a chase...

You used to be the one
who was there to cheer me up...

If I tell myself enough
then I'll begin to listen...

I had forgotten about my dreams
about enormous intricate houses...

Turn around, turn back
the hands of time...

I'm not funny and I lack much beauty.
I won't be awake if I'm on duty...

But i wanted it to be you
my first love...