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