(Guy): Her locker's down the hall. I've counted seventeen from mine.
(Girl): Does he see me? Does he even know that I'm close by?
(Guy): we're in the hallway always at half past nine.
(Girl): would he ever get to know me? Would he take the time?
(Guy): just need to find a way to break the ice, then I'll be fine.
(Girl): how to initiate, to set the tone and catch his eye?
(Guy): I ask my buddy. He's got a simple plan to try.
(Girl): I'll ask his friend I know and maybe get him on my side.
Friend: simple song, simple plan.
(Guy): I'll walk up and grab her hand?
(Friend): you don't have to say a word.
(Guy): 'cause if I did I'd lose my nerve. (Friend): you like her...
(Guy): ...and she likes me. We'd make each other's lives complete...
(Guy and Girl): ...but if this is so simple, why are we so scared to meet?
(Guy): dressed in that hoodie she looks so cute that I could die.
(Girl): was it worth it? I picked these clothes with him in mind.
(Guy): I want to tell her so, but I'd stop breathing...I'm too shy.
(Girl): I wish he'd talk to me - I'd talk to him, but be denied.
(Girl): please tell your friend that I'm in love with him.
(Friend): I'll tell my friend that you're in love with him.
(Girl): and if he laughs just tell him you're joking. And then...
(Friend): and if he laughs I'll tell him I'm joking and then.
(Girl): ...just let me know, I'll cry myself to sleep alone again.
(Guy and Girl): we're both retarded for each other, why is this hard? We're spending time being scared when we should be in each other's arms.