This is what I look like today
And I'm trying not to pull out my hair
I'm trying hard to grow it, but I'm far to shy to show it back there
That is probably why I like wearing hats
There's no denying, I'm deffering the facts
Avoiding confrontation
Lacks tact in a situation
Behind every line is a lesson yet to learn

But if you ask me
The feeling that I'm feeling is overwhelming
And, oh, it goes to show
There's so much to know

I wrote this for my prettiest friend
But, while trying, not to prove that I care
I was trying not to make all my moves in one motion and scare her away
She can't see, she's making me crazy now
I don't believe she knows she's amazing, how
She has me holding my breath
So I'll never guess
That I'm a none such unsuitable, suitable for her

And if you ask me
The feeling that I'm feeling is complimentary
And, oh, it goes to show
The moral of the story is: boy loves girl
And so on but the way it unfolds is yet to be told

I know that I should be brave
Even pretty can be seen by the blind
I know that I cannot wait
Until the day we finally learn how to find each other
Redefining open minds

And if you ask me
The feeling that I'm feeling is overjoyed
And it's golden, it goes to show then
The ending of this song should be left alone
And so on, 'cause the way it unfolds is yet to be told