I don't know what's going on,
If I'm normal? Everything is confusing.
Homework, life, boys, plays, everything piles up until it
Falls down around my feet and
All the stress is hopefully gone!
Help me to decide,
I like you, I don't
She likes you; she means the world to me.
Best friends before boys, but when I look at you,
My stomach gets butterflies; my hands get tingly,
I've got it bad and it piles up and then falls,
And hopefully the answers come with it.