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I'm shy, especially when it comes to women, and I have no idea why. This is just a little about that...


Verse 1:
I wish I was a sweet talker
With even sweeter actions
Then maybe I could get all the girls
Maybe if I had a nicer ride
No, now I'm just thinking with my shallow side
I know I don't want that kind of girl
What can I do to make them see the light of me?
What can I say?
Is Single my destiny?

Chours:
I don't know what to do
In the midst of my approach
I lose the nerve to speak
And end up not saying anything.
Why is it the first few minutes
Are always the most akward ones?
Conversation is the most
Wonderful, terrible, beautiful, horrifying thing.

Verse 2:
I wish I was a great dancer
One that knew all the moves
Then maybe I could get all the girls.
Maybe if I had more cash
Then I could buy any pece of ass
No, I don't want that kind of girl
Maybe I need better pick-up lines
More confidence, and alot more pride
Maybe I should just be myself

Chorus:
I don't know what to do
In the midst of my approach
I lose the nerve to speak
And end up not saying anything.
Why is it the first few minutes
Are always the most akward ones?
Conversation is the most
Wonderful, terrible, beautiful, horrifying thing.

Bridge:
Maybe I should speak
Maybe I just need the nerve to speak
Maybe I should speak
Say "**** it!" and not stop for anything

Chorus 2:
Why is it the first few minutes
Are always the most akward ones
But once you get past that point
There's no limit to how far it can go
I wonder what could happen
If I only spoke.
For all of you guys out there that think I am depressed. I AM NOT DEPRESSED!!!!!!!!

I only chose thins name cuz some people thought I was depressed just cuz i sat alone at lunch and wrote poems and songs and stories. what the **** is that all about?