you're a little obsessed with me
and i'm a little bit scared of you
the way you look and stare at me
maybe it's time i let you know

you could call me six times but still i won't pick up the phone
you could spend all your money on me but still i'll say no
you could write a million letters everyday confessing to me
that i am the girl of your dreams
but nobody ever asked me
i never looked at you that way
'cause i always thought you were gay

every time you come around
you just look me up and down
and then you try to hold my hand
i'm confused now i don't understand