here she comes maybe this time she will notice me a simple smile or a wave would mean so much but she'll just walk right be she never says hello to me oh well i guess i'm just down on my luck and i'm trying to be cool as she walks right by trying to pretend that she never caught my eye as soon as she's out of sight i'll walk home once again spend the rest of the night with her vision in my head and as she's drawing near she stops to tie her shoe here comes the nervousness of not knowing what to do i offer her my hand to help her to get up tell her that she's beautiful and then she tells me she's in love with another guy why does this always happen to me why are they always so happy in love with someone else before i get a chance what has he got that i don't have that i don't have