I'm Not Enough

We're the bestest of friends,
someone I play well with.
But for month's now there's been this thing.
I like you more or less, so it seems.
We laugh and talk and joke around,
and every day there is less and less doubt
that we were meant to be.
We were meant to be.

You go for the wrong girls.
You don't pay attention
to what's right in front of you.
You're sweet and kind all the time.
I want you to just be mine.
You show some interest,
you show some love.
But in the end, I'm not enough.

Some days are amazing,
other days are just, well, there.
But every day now
I just wanna give up.
Everyone says that's we'd be cute
together, now and forever.
Those words are what gives me hope,
but what's to come,
I don't know.

You go for the wrong girls.
You don't pay attention
to what's right in front of you.
You're sweet and kind all the time.
I want you to just be mine.
You show some interest,
you show some love.
But in the end, I'm not enough.

One day you will see
all the pain you're causing me.
I'm heartbroken.
My heart's broken.

The wrong girls are not your type.
Maybe you'll pay attention
to what's right next to you.
You're everything I could ever ask for.
I hope and pray that you'll be mine.
You play the games,
you play them right.
But now I know.
I'm not enough.