I saw you yesterday. Wondered if you saw me. Then feared the thought of you even seeing me. Who knows what you might or might not do to me.

'Cause I would be unable to provide an explanation if you asked me for it.
You could pound me all you want, but there would be no possible explanation ever.

Perhaps your friends were right about me. But I did enjoy the time with you. I think you did too.

And it hurts.

'Cause now I'm back to square one.