And you don't talk to anyone
You won't look at anyone but her
And I don't think she's listening
I doubt she remembers your name
And you say, "When will she notice me?"
And you feel like you're gonna break
And you say, "When will she notice me?"
And it feels like a hand grenade
That man, I'll never understand
Everyone's living in the past
Instead of forgetting her
You're always kissing her ass
And you say, "When will she notice me?"
And you feel like you're gonna break
And you say, "When will she notice me?"
And it feels like a hand grenade
I know that there's not much to say
So I'll look stupid anyway