I took each word she said as gospel truth the way a silly little child would.
I cant excuse it on the grounds of youth,
I was no babe in the wild, wild wood.
She didnt mean it,
I should have seen it,
But now its too late.
I thought Id found the girl of my dreams,
Now it seems,
This is how the story ends:
Shes gonna turn me down and say,
Cant we be friends?
I thought for once it couldnt go wrong,
Not for long,
I can see the way this ends:
Shes gonna turn me down and say,
Cant we be friends?
Why should I care though she gave me the air,
Why should I cry,
Heave a sigh,
And wonder why,
And wonder why?
I thought I found the gal I could trust,
Watta bust, this is how the story ends:
Shes gonna turn me down and say,
Cant we be just friends?