bout you just makes me feel guilty for liking you When you're with him, when you're with him This is a love song for a girl who will never know it's about her I know it's pretty stupid, but I'm much too shy to tell her She's beaming that smile, all the while I'm all choked up on my own throat, I guess there is no hope And we're walking out in the snow I say, "I guess I should go" And we're talking 'bout someone else When we should be talking about ourselves It's the same old situation, you've always got me waiting