There's This Boy

So, there’s this boy
And he makes me totally mad
Yet, when we argue
He really turns me on.

I barely know him.
And he barely knows me.
But there’s something there.
Dare, I say it? Chemistry.

But he has a girl.
And even though we’ve never met,
I truly hate her so.
Jealous, is what you might call me.

He doesn’t see,
How awesome he is,
Or how special he makes me feel,
When on a daily basis I just want to die.