Texty: Bowling For Soup. Bowling For Soup. Psycho.

I told you, time and time again that we would meet just as friends
And now I just can't seem to get my story through
If I'd known all about this then I wouldn't have said the things I said
I'm left now with a problem, what to do

'Cuz I can't seem to tell her
Exactly the way I feel
I can't seem to find the words to show
What I know is real

And if she calls me on the phone
Won't you tell her, I'm not home, just say I've gone so very far away
If she asks, when I'll return
Tell her that you have not learned and that I might have plans to stay

'Cuz I can't seem to tell her
Exactly the way I feel I
Can't seem to find the words to show
What I know is real

I can't seem to tell her
Exactly the way i feel
I can't seem to find the words to show
What I know is real

Here she comes again, this time surrounded by her friends
Do I pretend that I don't see her or say hi
She asks me if I'm free, I said I would if it was up to me
And pray she sees the truth behind my lie

'Cuz I can't seem to tell her
Exactly the way I feel
I can't seem to find the words to show
What I know is real

I can't seem to tell her
Exactly the way I feel
I can't seem to find the words to show
What I know is real