Staring at the sun
Till I have to stop.
Thinking of you,
seeing spots

I don't ask foo much
Not At All
Just want that brown-eyed boy
just to call.

Sitting on the lawn,
With my head down
Thinking of you
Throwing the bomb.

I don't ask too much
Not At All
Just want that brown-eyed boy
Just to call

But if things don't things change soon,
I'll have to cry
That brown-eyed boy's enough to
Make me wanna die.

Staring at the sun
Till it hurts.
Thinking of you
Till it hurts

I don't ask too much
Not at all.
Just want that brown-eyed boy
Just to call.

Sitting on a bed
With my head down
Wishing I was dead
With my eyes closed.

I don't ask too much
Not at all.
Just want that brown-eyed boy
just to call

But if things don't change soon,
I'll have to cry.
That brown-eyed boy's enough to
Make me want to die.