I was thinking on my way home tonight
Of our relationship, and what it was
Do you know me?
Do you know I want to be a writer?
That I feel as if no one really knows me?
That I'm scared my insecurities will seem tragic once
you meet a girl at Deep Creek, and you'll choose her over me.
Did you know that I want to be that ray of sunshine in
your life, the one who shines the brightest, and would
outshine that big-breasted blonde haired girl you're sure to meet there.
I wondered if I were to get in a car wreck, would you
care?
If you were to cheat on me, would you care?
That everyday I fill with anxiety when I am about to see you, because I don't want to let you down.
That even though in my head I tell myself to stop nagging you, the words leave my mouth on their own will.
That every time I think it's all going to be ok, and that I could live with out you, minutes later I realize I couldn't.
Did you know that I realize that losing you would be the hardest thing I would ever have to get over?
Would you care?
And if I were to tell you that the girl you started to date is coming back, would you believe me?
And if I were to shower you with gifts, would you realize the true meaning behind them, or forget them when a new girl comes along?
Would you care if I would die?
You have a shell that sometimes is hard to crack. Vague words and jokes about girls do more harm than good, because I'm a girl who needs
solidity.
Sometimes, I don't think you understand how deep my feelings run for you.
But do you care that I'm telling you these things, or are they just feeble words from a pathetic needy girlfriend?
Because if you think that's what they are, then that hurts the most than any hot tub date with a blonde ever could.
Of our relationship, and what it was
Do you know me?
Do you know I want to be a writer?
That I feel as if no one really knows me?
That I'm scared my insecurities will seem tragic once
you meet a girl at Deep Creek, and you'll choose her over me.
Did you know that I want to be that ray of sunshine in
your life, the one who shines the brightest, and would
outshine that big-breasted blonde haired girl you're sure to meet there.
I wondered if I were to get in a car wreck, would you
care?
If you were to cheat on me, would you care?
That everyday I fill with anxiety when I am about to see you, because I don't want to let you down.
That even though in my head I tell myself to stop nagging you, the words leave my mouth on their own will.
That every time I think it's all going to be ok, and that I could live with out you, minutes later I realize I couldn't.
Did you know that I realize that losing you would be the hardest thing I would ever have to get over?
Would you care?
And if I were to tell you that the girl you started to date is coming back, would you believe me?
And if I were to shower you with gifts, would you realize the true meaning behind them, or forget them when a new girl comes along?
Would you care if I would die?
You have a shell that sometimes is hard to crack. Vague words and jokes about girls do more harm than good, because I'm a girl who needs
solidity.
Sometimes, I don't think you understand how deep my feelings run for you.
But do you care that I'm telling you these things, or are they just feeble words from a pathetic needy girlfriend?
Because if you think that's what they are, then that hurts the most than any hot tub date with a blonde ever could.