Haruko Haruhara

One more try, one more try It's 3:30 in the morning, I'm sorry (I'm sorry) You always want the things you can't have You look across the table and he's sitting like that Hands in his lap, it's a look that drives you mad But nothing's gonna happen until you swing the bat Infatuation is a tricky rope to walk You laugh at all his jokes, you smile when he talks It's love all over again, butterflies 'n all You've made it to the height, now you're waiting for the fall He doesn't like you, that isn't hard to get But that doesn't stop the anger, doesn't stop the upset Every inch of your body is filling with regret You wonder if it would've just been better unsaid You only wish there was somebody to blame Somebody to redirect all this fucking shame Maybe it's you, the person you became Or maybe the outcome would've always been the same I know the truth, I haven't grown up yet And I feel so immature, and he sees that, I bet And I don't know if I need you or someone else to call mine All I know is that I thought I had you this time I thought I had him this time