i liked you, and try to show it
but i guess that it wasnt enough.
ive been told that guys look for those
that dont seem interested, for a challenge;
and i tried to do that, but i must have done it wrong,
cause you didnt feel the same, even though you knew how i felt.
now that i have moved on (because you caused me grief) ,
ive found someone that is really in to me, that likes me, and
makes me happy. but now, you see that, and it seems to me
that it really irritates you. you have finally noticed me, and you seem to
be into me, but im sorry....you're too late. i really like him,
he's sweet, a gentleman, and makes me smile and laugh.
i dont feel the same about you, youre a great guy, a good friend,
but you could never be much more, not for me anyway,
i wont deduce myself to just another one of 'your girls.'
you led me on, and brought me high...then you were gone,
you left me stranded on the edge, and i had to find my own way down.
Thanks for the times we spent talking, and for the times i spent
thinking of what might have been, they were sweet and tender,
but now just a figment of the past, a memory that will never be reality.
Im sorry...you're too late.