These Green Monster Eyes

It was sometime in mid-October,
when I finally let myself realize,
I was falling for you.
And when I realized, you'd moved on.

You can shed all the tears you want,
I'll be the shoulder to cry on.
You can date, you can learn,
but when will it be my turn?

You called me your best friend.
Will I learn to love you again?
I think it's too late for this mess,
but my hear beats fast in my chest.
It's too late for our everyday mess,
my heart pounds too heavy in my chest.

Whenever you say that you and her are okay,
can you also say the skies aren't tinting grey?
It kills my heart when you tell me no,
so how could you say so?

You look so happy, holding her hand,
I have to smile and say I'm happy too.
I think it's too late for this mess,
but my hear beats fast in my chest.
It's too late for our everyday mess,
my heart pounds too heavy in my chest.

How can I tell you not to go?
You smile, you laugh, you tell me you danced.
How can I mess with a love like that?
I have become the monster from my dreams,
green with jealously and envy,
the person I hated and feared to be.

Once I feared you and what you stood for,
now I want to be everything you want,
but I'm not ready for this mess.
If you can make my heartbeat in my chest,
but it's too late for our everyday mess.