Look at my heart and tell me it's closed,
Look at my heart and tell me it's locked away.
You see that open window?
That's you, you've opened me,
To all the things that I need.
This could be..
My first love..

Look at my eyes, and tell me they're dry.
Look at my eyes and tell me they're unfeeling.
You see what you've done?
My eyes are wet,
Wet with tears tasting of you,
This could be..
My first love..

Look at me, and tell me I'm not pathetic,
Look at me, and tell me I'm not a storm of feelings.
I hear your voice,
Ringing through my ears.
Your lips aren't moving, and yet I feel it.
I feel a brush of romance,
I feel a brush of pain,
I see an object worth desiring,
I see a hook dangling in front of me.
Do I bite? Or will you reel in, as I throw my heart at your line?

Look at my face, and tell me if it's pouting.
Look at my face, and tell me if I'm in love.
See what happens?
Add 1 "boy",
Add 1 "girl"
What do you get?

Trouble..