It’s not that I don’t like him
It’s not that I don’t care
It’s just that the boy sleeping next to me
Is not the one I want there.
He knows why I can’t love him
He knows that weary well
But he still hands on to the hope that one day I will care
. He knows the one I charise
And he know that I won’t leave
But he still hands on to the hope
That that boy will leave
He knows that I won’t leave him
And he knows how sad I am
But he will never know why I stay with him
It’s not that I love him
It’s not that I don’t care
It’s just that I can’t stand the thought
Off seeing him with here.
The one I love is different
The one I love is nice
But he will never love me
And that is why I cry
He doesn’t see the pain I hide
He doesn’t see the tears
He only sees the things he wants
And I am not there
So I lie here
In the arms of a guy who cares