He grew up in the dark, chasing the sun until it hides Scared of being Alone, maybe he's a bit broken He's kind of tough and he plays guitar And she really likes him Even though he doesn't see how much she really likes him Really likes him He caught her in a hazy state She wishes she felt differently, her mind is kind of messy Maybe she's a bit broken She talks too much sometimes and she writes at times at night She really likes him Even though he doesn't see how much she really likes him Really likes him Really likes him Really likes him She really likes him But he doesn't see how much she really likes him