It was just that night I was convinced.
I know you don’t want me I can admit
But each night I was there,
Hoping to be more than your questionnaire.
I thought I’d wait and see,
If you ever asked about me,
But you just love to talk.
I’ll keep quiet and open up,
Until tomorrow when we’re broken up.
That’s when I realize I never liked you,
Because I’ll never say as much as you do,
At least I was honest,
I guess I’ll see you in August.