So I think about it: the lust, the loves,
The times I’ve come undone.
The things I can’t relate to,
The times I wish I couldn’t too.
The way your hair is made by the wind to fly,
The times I wish I wasn’t bi.

I think about you at my fingertips,
Just a phone call away, just a small trip.
But I can’t face you, not since I said it,
There are some times I wish I could just hit edit.
But I said it and I can’t take it back,
I think about the good times we’ll never have…

Just because I can’t face it if I was wrong,
If girls like you only want a dong.
I can’t face loving you means you’ll hate me,
So I don’t call, I don’t ask if there could be a you and me.
I’m so closeted that I can’t taking knowing I said it,
Goddamn why can’t there just be an edit!

I would edit out the way your hair shines in the sun,
I’d edit out loving you before it even begun.
Just for fear of leaving this safe little place,
Just for fear of seeing you face to face.
I’d edit out that part of my mind,
The part that craves you to be by my side.

And then I’d close down my heart before the feelings arrived,
And then before I said anything I would’ve back tracked and sighed.
Just let out a sigh rather then say the truth,
Because I feel like I couldn’t get a girl like you..
I mean why would a girl like you want a girl like me?
And now why do I find that you are calling me?
 
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