I can tell what you're thinking.
I can usually read your eyes.
This time might be different, so tell me if I'm right.
You're a bit unhappy with the decision that you've made.
I was not first choice, but I can't let you get away.
How often do you find a girl with a mind,
philosophies and looks, and the time to care for me.
She, said she's sorry...please,
I can tell you're hurting just as bad as me that's what your eyes say.
Your smiles and your actions,
the fact that you're afraid to be around me; it gives you away.
Now I'm not sure if I'm right about this,
but I do have proof and here's my evidence.
How often do you find a girl with a mind,
philosophies and looks, and the time to care for me.
She, said she's sorry...please, I can tell you're hurting just as bad as me...
Before I say good night my two wrongs will make a right
and I will win upon my bitter sadness.