What I Don'T Have
you're paying attention to the girl who just walked in.
by Desiree Whitamore
she's got the typical blonde hair, she's the typical thin.
she gives you a wink
you smile back
that smile was meant for me, how can you not know that?
what does she got that I don't have, how does she compare?
Sure, she has what every girl wants, but behind the perfect hair?
i don't want to complain but it seems natural i put you in your place.
for being in love at the wrong time, with the wrong one, with the wrong face.
she doesn't see what I see, to make me like you so bad.
she doesn't share what i feel, every time that you laugh.
so now, i've got to make you mine, whatever it takes
i have to be the heart that you want to claim
if i have to hurt, like noones hurt before
thats okay, because you'll be my reward.