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I told myself,
that I might have a chance,
if I was more than the guys,
trying to get in your pants.

I should have seen the signs,
and known it wasn't all right,
Every time I told you,"I love you,"
You only told me,"good night."

After all of my hopes,
and all of my dreams,
Why did I believe,
in those childish things.

And the heart I left broken,
What do I say to her;
To tell her I was stupid,
and not make it worse.

I think I knew all along,
that I was wasting my time.
But I would do it all again,
if it would make you mine.