I’ve made from you an idea of everything I always dreamt of,
I can’t tell what you’ve turned into, before my eyes.
After saying all the right things, you’ve showed all the right feelings
My own bedroom seems like the twilight zone right now.
You’re not something I should be thinking about.
Proving me wrong in every possible way.
Making me face the truth I never wanted to see.
It’s true, I’m just a kid, a scared little girl when it comes to love,
when it comes to live.
What is it? That you have done to me?
Why do I feel so unsure of what I thought I knew?
Sometimes I just think that I shouldn’t think.
I know I shouldn’t be thinking about you.
Even if there was ever any chance
of this happening in any way
we’re better off by ourselves
you shouldn’t be thinking about me.
And here I am
wondering where you are
knowing that this will never be
knowing you can’t think about me
I shouldn’t dedicate you any more lines
it doesn’t matter, it’s no use,
I shouldn’t be thinking about you.