You can't make everybody happy
This much, I know, is true
But this is what it'd look like
If my life was to please you

If I wanted to make you happy
I would pretend he wasn't there
I would only talk to girls
When it came to him, I wouldn't care

I would stay single and complain
Even though I really loved him
I would keep it to myself
With my patience wearing thin

I would know he loved me
But heaven forbid me let you know
I would be silent and miserable
But heaven forbid me let it show

Never make eye-contact with him
Spend all my time and money on everyone else
Ignore any thought of love
To the point where I'm hurting myself



Well, that would make you happy, right?