I took each word she said as gospel truth the way a silly little child would.
I can`t excuse it on the grounds of youth,
I was no babe in the wild, wild wood.
She didn`t mean it,
I should have seen it,
but now it`s too late.
I thought I`d found the girl of my dreams,
now it seems,
this is how the story ends:
She`s gonna turn me down and say,
"Can`t we be friends?"
I thought for once it couldn`t go wrong,
not for long,
I can see the way this ends:
She`s gonna turn me down and say,
"Can`t 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:
She`s gonna turn me down and say,
"Can`t we be just friends?"