I don’t know what to think.
I don’t know what to assume.
I don’t know what you dream of.
I don’t know what you think of me.
I don’t know why you seem so perfect.
I don’t know why I’m letting my guard down.
I don’t know how to take what you say.
I don’t ever know if I actually do take it the right way.
I don’t know if you’ll ever see me as I see you.
I don’t know if I want you too.
I don’t know the right words to use.
I don’t know if the same thing happens to you.
I don’t know if everything comming out of your mouth is a lie.
I don’t know if you’ll let me inside.
I don’t know if you already have.
I don’t know if you talk behing my back.
I don’t know, the things you say may be good.
I don’t know half as much as everyone else.
I don’t know if all those stories I’ve heard are true.
I don’t know if you’ve changed.
I don’t know if I should believe a word you say.
But what I do know,
Is that dispite all this, I still can’t help but like you.