Kill Me

[Chorus]
Hey you kill me
Slay me on the floor
I’m not really free
Not when you’ve stolen my heart
Stealing from me…

[Verse 1]
You know the funny about how having a crush
Often goes by in a rush
You try to keep it hushed
Just in case your dreams are crushed
Because until it’s known, your dreams still haven’t been flushed
Sometimes it makes me laugh
Because you don’t even see me when I pass
When I look at you I only dare do it fast
But you don’t even know I exist until the last
Time something embarrassing happened
Then you were all eyes
Why is it that whenever I get shamefully flattened
All I see is your gaze, mocking me, filling up my vision like twin skies
Why is it that the worst people for us often take up our affections?
Why is it that we greedily watch their body when what should matter are their actions?
School hierarchy is so often divided into factions
When you rise in ranks
Or like me, drop
Why is it that our affections go to the ones at the top
I wish I could stop watching the way you move
The way you dance by yourself to the groove
But I know approaching you wouldn’t behoove
Me
I wish that from my dreams of you I could be free
But it’s hard to do that when you steal the heart from out of me

[Chorus]
Hey you kill me
Slay me on the floor
I’m not really free
Not when you’ve stolen my heart
Stealing from me…

[Verse 2]
Excuse me
Maybe I’m cheesy
Maybe I’m a classic guy searching for a girl to please me
Maybe it’s rude I pay attention to a girl that’s pretty
Maybe I’m being all cliche
But she doesn’t even know I exist, so it’s okay
This song is for those of you whose vision can’t seem to stay
Off the wrong person
Even though they can’t approach them
Because of the misconception
That your value depends on how straight and shiny your grin is
Hold up, don’t leave, let me finish
We’re chained like to a hive a bee
Wishing we could be free
Choose the person who could make us happy
Even if it’s a little sappy
Sick of falling for the wrong person in a row times three
This song is for those
Who like me have the sex appeal of a hose
Of whom their crush knows
Not
Who’re scared for their dreams to flop
What else can we do
Dreams are all we have left
It’s only in our dreams that we aren’t bereft
Of hope
Because there we’re brave enough to slip them a note
Free from them to float
Because in real life we all know

[Chorus]
Hey you kill me
Slay me on the floor
I’m not really free
Not when you’ve stolen my heart
Stealing from me…