[Just one more song!]
Who's to say that I'm obsessed with everything you do just because it seems my schedule seems to shadow you? Who's to say that tired clean shave is more fish in the sea? I don't mind treading water 'cause you're the one for me. You say that by now I should know you'll never love me, but who's to say that what has never been will never be? Who's to say in time I wouldn't learn how to relax, you'd forget about my clammy hands and my nervous laugh? Who's to say the way you look at him is truly love? Maybe they should realize I fit you like a glove.