You say you don't know me well enough,
That you just want to be friends.
So I'm going to tell you all the unimportant things you don't know yet,

I'm pretty sure my cat is my best friend,
I hate fruit-flavored PopTarts,
I wish my eyes were blue,
I secretly kinda like Miley Cyrus,
I don't think I'm that good of a singer,
I say I don't have any regrets...
But really, I have nothing but them.
I can't stand math,
I hate bananas,
You know how that last stitch of t-shirt sleeves accidently fold up sometimes?
Yea, I can't stand that.
I fall down stairs alot.
I think Teddy Geiger is beautiful.
I trust too easily.
It's easier for me to shut people out.
I'm terrified that someone might fall for me.
I loved Twilight before the books became popular.
I hated the movie.
I'm a perfectionist,
But I try hard to look laid back.
I'm scared of needles,
I like fire,
I like pink,
But not yellow.
When I say I don't care,
I really mean, "Wow, my life sucks"
And even though I try super hard,
You'll never see me as more than one of the guys,
I'm already beginning to accept it.
And you know, It doesn't really hurt that bad.
I know I could get any guy I wanted,
If I tried hard enough.
Maybe the real problem isn't me this time