I have always loved this song. Takes me back to the good old days in junior high school. But as much as I've always loved it, it has never had more meaning to me than it does now:
I tell myself that it's nothing and normal...I could see myself falling for this guy even though I could never tell him. We've hooked up and no one knows about it; at least not to my knowledge. I can assume that everyone else wonders what it's like to be with someone other than their partner, but no one would ever dare say it. Of course I can't tell what they're thinking. We've crossed the line and there's no going back to way things were before us.
Just because we've crossed this line, it doesn't mean I'm his. As a matter of fact, what we have is fake. But we both like the way things are going. If we ever run into each other in public, we simply turn our heads while in our minds try to figure things out. When we hear about these stories, we hate the people for doing the very thing that we're doing. And again, it's better to keep this quiet. I'm sorry about what's happened; we probably both are...but there's no going back.
Everyone is to blame for this mess and everyone enjoys the deeper pain that comes along with this intense pleasure. Everyone here hides behind their shame by putting on a front. Let's just put this under the radar. I'm sorry...but there's no going back.
I have always loved this song. Takes me back to the good old days in junior high school. But as much as I've always loved it, it has never had more meaning to me than it does now:
I tell myself that it's nothing and normal...I could see myself falling for this guy even though I could never tell him. We've hooked up and no one knows about it; at least not to my knowledge. I can assume that everyone else wonders what it's like to be with someone other than their partner, but no one would ever dare say it. Of course I can't tell what they're thinking. We've crossed the line and there's no going back to way things were before us.
Just because we've crossed this line, it doesn't mean I'm his. As a matter of fact, what we have is fake. But we both like the way things are going. If we ever run into each other in public, we simply turn our heads while in our minds try to figure things out. When we hear about these stories, we hate the people for doing the very thing that we're doing. And again, it's better to keep this quiet. I'm sorry about what's happened; we probably both are...but there's no going back.
Everyone is to blame for this mess and everyone enjoys the deeper pain that comes along with this intense pleasure. Everyone here hides behind their shame by putting on a front. Let's just put this under the radar. I'm sorry...but there's no going back.
yes you get it ,so simple
yes you get it ,so simple