here she comes maybe this time she will notice me   a simple smile or a wave would mean so much   but she'll just walk right be she never says hello to me   oh well i guess i'm just down on my luck      and i'm trying to be cool    as she walks right by    trying to pretend    that she never caught my eye   as soon as she's out of sight   i'll walk home once again   spend the rest of the night   with her vision in my head      and as she's drawing near   she stops to tie her shoe   here comes the nervousness    of not knowing what to do    i offer her my hand    to help her to get up    tell her that she's beautiful   and then she tells me she's in love   with another guy      why does this always happen to me   why are they always so happy    in love with someone else    before i get a chance   what has he got that i don't have   that i don't have