Your lost intentions, my red nailpolish,
your lack of affection, the way our eyes don't meet,
I could tell you i care,
But i'm too good of a liar to make it fair.
And you're pretty, yes you're the one i'd love to kiss,
But when you go, i don't miss you at all,
And i'm sorry i had to get you to fall,
I had to get you to fall for me,
i just don't know why he can feel,
he can feel the things you dont see.