HOW i FEEL

Your eyes are the problem Or is it your hair that you flip to the side It's not fair No it's not fair This room is too crowded I go downstairs you follow I catch your stare I catch your stare And then you Smile and take my hand We strike up a conversation We can drive In my van A low key invitation To my house Lights down I'm out Of my mind now I just feel bad about How this was perfect in my mind If I could tell you how I feel She's under your arm and You flip her hair I'm dying inside Cuz it's not fair It's not fair Are my thoughts getting louder Is it in my head That you pause when You catch my stare You Catch my stare And I wish you'd Smile take my hand We Strike up a conversation We can drive In my van A low key invitation To my house Lights down I'm out Of my mind now I just feel bad about How this was perfect in my mind If I could tell you how I feel You look so tall in your white t-shirt And I wish that I could find the words To tell you how my body hurts To see you with her She looks so perfect next to you And I don't wanna face the truth That You were never mine to lose But I still wish that you'd Smile and take my hand We Strike up a conversation We can drive In my van A low key invitation To my house Lights down I'm out Of my mind now I just feel bad about How this was perfect in my mind If I could tell you how I feel