There's a tick in my eye
makes it lazily slide to put her in periph
wherever she is in the room
but i cannot deny
that the voice in my mind
would as soon talk to her
than lie dying in a shallow tomb
my head is a place for side long glances
and personal space or elaborate dances
nothing is static and nothings the same
and i never even bothered to learn her last name
sure it's delusional, creepy, insane
but since she struted in i haven't been the same
what else can i say besides darling look my way.
i dunno what tells me that i could seduce her
dress like a small meth addict flavour flave
probably thinks that i'm gay - i do musical theatre
i tell myself i'd get her if i thought that i'd behave.
but my head is a place for side long glances
and personal space or elaborate dances
nothing is static and nothings the same
and i never even bothered to learn her last name
sure it's delusional, creepy, insane
but since she strutted in i haven't been the same
oh what else can i say besides darling look my way.
and it's not that she's out of my league
it's just that not we're even playing the same game
obsessive sounds worse than intrigued
intrigued sounds delusional but like i'm polite and tame
but my head is a place for side long glances
and personal space or elaborate dances
nothing is static and nothings the same
and i never even bothered to learn her last name
sure it's delusional, creepy, insane
but since she strutted in i haven't been the same
oh what else can i say besides darling look my way.