Went on the web the other day,

Knew it would hurt but did it anyway

Went to your page, and it fits you like a glove,

Listened to the song about how you’re in love.

I always come here, no clue why,

Check if the pictures show you and a new guy,

And they do.

Don’t know what went wrong with that last one,

I have to wonder if you’re really having fun.

Are you?

And then, sometimes, when life’s not okay,

“I hate boys” is all that you say.

My face shows annoyance when I hear those words.

That I’m not a “boy” is so obvious it hurts.

Just about everything I ever said to you,

Sounded really jealous, but I never wanted it to.

Or did I?

I’d like to think I told you what you needed to hear,

But the truth is I’m just guessing, like everybody here.

So I’ll try to say it again.

When I was a kid, I wasn’t discreet.

I played the game “house” with the girl down the street

We pretended we knew what grown-ups do,

And dressed up in top-hats and high-heel shoes.

It was fun.

Then one fateful day, don’t remember when,

We moved away, never saw her again,

Life was still pretty much the same,

Hard as I try, can’t even remember her name:

I think it might have been Alice…

When I was an older kid, I knew a bit more,

I met a nice girl who was worth fighting for.

Or that’s how it seemed, ‘cause lots of guys,

Thought being with her would be worth a try.

They were right.

This girl was amazing, never angry or mean,

She played the best game of house I’ve ever seen.

She knew just what to do to make you believe,

It was love she was in, and love you received.

She was wrong.

At least I think she was wrong.

Love is a concept I’m trying to grasp,

It’s not just emotion; it’s something that lasts.

A lifetime’s devotion is what I will give,

When I use the word “love” to describe how I’ll live.

By that definition, I never did love

That beautiful girl, sent down from above.

But I wanted to try.

All of the others have left you; in fact,

I’ve seen you cry bitterly after their backs.

All of their feelings for you went away,

But then when I ask you, you just frown and say,

“Why are you always so sad about life?

He said that he loved me, He wouldn’t have lied!

Guys are just like that; he isn’t to blame,

He was a good person, you should be ashamed.”

I’m not the guy all the songs talk about,

The one who stood by you and never gave out.

The truth is, we’re not compatible.

I wasn’t there when your friends gathered ’round,

Only time I knew what to say was when you were down,

Will I ever even get that part right?

And now I don’t know you, if I ever did,

I know I’m not perfect, I’m still just a kid.

I know that you hate it when I sound all sad;

I’m sorry the things I say make you feel bad.

But you need to hear them.

I know that you kiss him about every day

You think it’s all right, you’re in love anyway.

I know that you always feel safe in his arms,

Even when “he” is different each time around.

But I don’t want to be “him” anymore.

I know that nothing I say will get through,

But I’ll never stop hoping…

I feel that I’m just like a nuisance to you,

…that one day…

I don’t get an answer when I ask myself why,

…you’ll wake up…

I want to give up on you, and just say good-bye;

…and love someone…

I want to keep trying ‘till the day that I die.

…even if it isn’t me.