Boy Toy No More
What am I supposed to think about you?
How do I approach the subject of us?
While you sit there,
It seems so taboo.
You and me makes it sound like a chorus.
Clue me in as in what you are feeling
So I don't end up on the ground bawling
Surronded by a boxful of tissues.
You don't even know my true feelings,
You and I in the end,
We are both earthlings.
What if I do let you know my true side?
Will it end with my heart on the curbside?
Will I be the one with an open wound?
Will I end up free falling into sound?
How do I approach the subject of us?
While you sit there,
It seems so taboo.
You and me makes it sound like a chorus.
Clue me in as in what you are feeling
So I don't end up on the ground bawling
Surronded by a boxful of tissues.
You don't even know my true feelings,
You and I in the end,
We are both earthlings.
What if I do let you know my true side?
Will it end with my heart on the curbside?
Will I be the one with an open wound?
Will I end up free falling into sound?