this is a whimsical attempt at self reflection on my lack of luck in love. |
I wish (there’s nothing wrong with me) Its nothing really I won’t get all touchy feely Ok I lied, so here I go, don’t act so snide I lay here so sad and all alone A line you’ve heard a million times Its just my own life I’ve blown My dad wonders why haven’t had a date I do too, but I started much too late The girls I ask won’t take the bait Everything I say and do are ways to compensate Now I accept the bitter fate Was I dealt some cruel hand by God? To live as an ugly boyish clod? Yes I’m being that pathetic But I’m a human after all Aren’t we entitled at least to speak? And to believe our problems are unique? So here I go Its all been done before But that makes it hurt all the more That my life is such a bore Least of all do I want your pity That my life turned out so shitty I’m not content to stay on the shelf And I just want a way to express myself here with my open empty arms Dreaming of girlish charms While she scorns me bemused and laughing What comes natural is to me so very baffling Friends are so very magnetic Their loves are quite energetic Sometimes they get burned But at least they’ve not been totally spurned To find the one who loves me so Sounds pretty sappy that I know But deep down we all wish to know, that preordained from up above there’s a person who fits us hand in glove bet you thought I’d rhyme that line with “love” The evil part of me pounds its fist Yelling that she does not exist You have to make her see you so And that is hard for me to do Just as easy as it is for you Lets give the knife another twist Look at me the liar optimist Theres nothing that’s so wrong with me The girl of my dreams they say a happy future I don’t see. waits just around the corner wait, just now I felt her body so to touch and hold her close I know that she loves me back Yet so hopeless it would rightly seem Oh . . . that’s right, I’m in another’s dream I sit here on a midnight dreary Why am I so weak and weary What a cliché that my life is empty but still my eyes are blurred and teary I ask you is something wrong with me? A defect that I just can’t see Why have I never felt a kiss I can’t live my life like this The bottle will my soul absorb as I seek refuge from my fate I talked to her the other day Why did I have to hesitate? I know there’s something wrong with me Somewhere in my mind’s construction Lays the reason for my life’s destruction Just a sheltered backward damaged boy Robbed in life of its greatest joy Just one girl could fix it all but how could one in the milling throng live up to the fantasy in this song? I would give my all in all To have her innocently lying here with me and You would all plainly see that there’s nothing at all wrong with me What an ordinary plight Why don’t I give up and leave these lyrics To let Foreigner vibrate in the atmospherics I’m hot blooded check it and see I don’t want ten thousand girls I just want one that just wants me. |