Why me? (0)

I know that look… What’s her name? Becca, But I call her bexy If you saw her you’d know why, The girls so sexy I can’t believe she’s actually mine The sun goes up and down with me wondering why me What’s so special? There must be like a million other boys just like me Boys who could look after her better Who have more money And be out with her Dressed from head to toe in Nike Who instead of having credit once a month Can afford it daily And buy her the most expensive jewellery To make her look even more pretty Guys who are at work with good paying jobs While I stay at home watching TV I mean my self esteem isn’t rock bottom But I mean why me particularly Is it the way I treat her? …maybe Do I love her? Definitely So I just try taking it one breath at a time While in the background hoping we’ll eventually marry And trying to stop telling little white lies So my future wife will be able to trust me I’m trying hard not to spoil it But every time I open my eyes I see temptation calls me Especially late at night When I’m cold and lonely And that girl I haven’t spoken to for ages Has just texted me With all that’s at stake It’s enough to make you crazy To this day I haven’t texted back Because of my conscience maybe I love Bexy But it boosts my confidence slightly And I say I haven’t texted back But it hasn’t been easy Late at night Every male on earth feels kind of horny And add the girl references to the things I said before And I doubt its any real mystery Why the sun goes up and down with me wondering Why Me?