close to the front

only paid attention in your lessons

i sat close at the front so i could see

your enthusiastic demonstrations

teaching to a class of only me

and i couldn?t speak directly to you

without stuttering or turning red

so looking back i don't know how i handled it

yeah

futile frustration in my head

i can't help but analyze your actions

neglecting mine

before i know i've fallen hard

and now i tread water in time

hated it when i saw them together

i sat around waiting for shit to end

unconsciously i tried to sabotage it

to get revenge on my best friend

because i was in love with him before her

i had just cause to grieve

so not long after she broke up with him

i got my closure on new years eve

i love all the bickering and insults

and when i shout at you and you smile

making coffee while my mind spills over

how i catch your art once in a while

shouldn?t i have grown a little wiser?

why haven't i learned my lesson yet?

and although i have made my love progresses

i tend to learn as much as i forget