Testo Plain Old Me

I sit and stare into the back of her head an hour every day. I wish she'd turn around and notice me there, I'd think of what I'd say. As I sit there naming our unborn children I think why can't it happen to me, but I know that a girl like that and guy guy like me...It'll never be.

Cause I'm not cool like the cool kids, oh I know she'd go for that, I only wish i could break dance, her friends all say she's into rap. If only I was smart like the smart kids, I would know just what to say, but I've got nothing to offer, nothing to give her, I'm just plain old me.

There's just something about her, that makes me get all nervous inside. I'd lose the words I wanted to say, it had to be something about those eyes. I don't know what she did, how she did those things she did to me, but I gotta be with her, I have to be with her. But I just can't make her see.

Cause...I've got nothing to offer, nothing to give her cause I'm just plain old me, I've got nothing to offer, nothing to give her. I'm just plain old...