Freckle

What makes her think that she can tell me all her problems

How can she tell that i'm the one that really cares

she asks me what to do i ask her why she trusts me

sometimes i wonder if, my answers are for me not her

Everytime i see her my mind starts working overtime

I think of all the cool things, I'd like to tell her

I try to think of all the cool things that could happen

if i would ask her and she answered yes, yes, yes

What if i would, what if we did

what if i tried and she felt the same

What if she won't date me, and what if she hates me

i guess I'll sit at home and wonder, if after all this time

you were meant for me, is that the way it should be?

What if i start a fight and everything turns into hate

what if my friends say "fuck you, we won't hang out with her"

I'd really like to maybe later i should ask her

I have to hope that later is not to late

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