17 West

My friends all say stop trying, brokenhearted again
But when I see you I see your smile and all my doubts fade
When I'm not with you, I worry
With you I worry more
About the way I look or act
But you don't care of things like that

I don't know how to get you out of my head
There's nothing I can do
To get you out of my fucking head
You're just too good to be true

The other day you held my hand
Today there's not a word
About the way you feel or what you think
About the way I treat you

I don't know what to say when you are around
Insignificant in comparison
You're everything I'm looking for