End of the Show

Our eyes locked and I knew
That you were the one for me
Though I kept it from you for awhile
I wished that you could see.
But then when I actually told you
You acted like I never said
Anything at all to you
And I almost wished that I was dead.
The next day everyone knew
That I liked you a lot
And someone told me that you said
That you also liked me... but apparently not.
I asked you about it again
And what do I get? A deny!
I thought there would be something between us
I thought you were the right guy.
You're smart and funny and likable
And not shallow like the rest
We seemed like such good friends
You were just the best.
Should I keep liking you?
Or give this whole thing the go?
Should I t hrow my luck with you at the door?
Or should I stay for the end of the show?
We sang those songs together
And have all of those inside jokes
When we laughed with each other
Was that all a hoax?
I thought there was some bond between us
But now I can see it was a lie
Or was the untruthfulness part of your act?
Are you just an insecure guy?
If that's what it is
Then tell me soon, please!
I can't go on not knowing like this
I'm begging you down on my knees!
A lot of people have said
That we'd be a perfect match
I agree we would be splendid
Or do I have to start from scratch?
Every time you looked at me
Shivers would run up and down my spine
Because I thought one day we'd be together
One day you would be mine.
Should I keep liking you?
Or give this whole thing the go?
Should I throw my luck with you out the door?
Or should I stay for the end of the show?