I bet we'd be perfect, but maybe it's not worth it, they say you never know till you try, but trying could lead to a not-so-good goodbye, so I lie here in my bed, with only thoughts of you in my head, how I want you so badly, how I wish we'd fall in love madly, how I wish you'd want me the way I want you, but I guess I'll just watch it unfold, not much else I could do.