I feel sick

when I think about how maybe

I'm nothing more to you

than some girl.

So I try not to,

but you make it hard not to

think

I could be wrong.

I could be everything to you,

but I'm sick of wondering.

So if you want me,

let me know,

because

I'm tired of being the one that

hurts inside

I want you to be the one that hurts inside.