Its no secret what is going on in my mind
its a carnival, much like a circus ride
Full of crazy and loud sounds that are overwhelming
People dizzy, puking and screaming
If I could race up to the mountain tops and scream that I love you I would
But even if I yelled that it would do absolutely no good
For I know that you don't feel the same way
At least not anymore, since you that fateful day
Its still fresh in my mind, as if it happened yesterday
Still burning, searing, tearing, like acid rain weather
So i could run and yell that I love you at the top of my lungs
But what good will it bring me?what result will it brung?
I could scream as loud as I could, but it wouldn't change a thing, or do any good
In fact it would probably make it worse, for you'd quit talking to me, probably for good
I know it won't bring you back to me, or let me have a second chance to prove
that I'm amazing, and I can be a better man that most guys, I could be that guy you and your parents approve
I don't know what to do with myself now, cause nothing i can do will make it better
Nothing I say or do, will make me not want to write you love letters
I'm out of ideas, I don't know what to do
All I've got left is to cry and turn into goo
