Love Is Going To Be The Death Of Me

I walk through the door and stare at the people gathered
I only see the backs of their heads
Not a single person looks to my face
Love is what I feel when I see my “friends”
Though it’s not what is in their eyes
Love Is Going To Be The Death Of Me

The guy that I see in the distance
I’ve had eyes on for months now
He talks to his other friends and ignores my love
I know we are friends but the love I have for him is large enough for both of us
Love Is Going To Be The Death Of Me

My only best friend is in the same room with others
She doesn’t even sit with me
Love Is Going To Be The Death Of Me
She walks by and may say hi but passes on like I was a fly on the wall
I can only walk back through the door

No one notices that I’m leaving
I love them all
I can’t stand to leave them behind
Though there is nothing else but the love I have for them
I wish they would notice me leaving through the door so I don’t have to go
Love Is Going To Be The Death Of Me