The truth of the matter is that I
How is it not apparent?
The way I act around you that
Its almost hard for me to say
Cuz I dont know if u feel the same way
I Like You ...
There I said it
But this will take a toll on me im sure
When I look back upon this
Because all you are is trouble
All you are is a mess
I Like You...
You make me happy
At least for now
How confusing you can be though
Never knowing what you are thinking
What you say telling me something different from how you act
Back and Forth I go
But the truth of the matter is that I
I Like You... A Lot