I took each word she said as gospel truth
The way a silly little child would
I can't excuse it on the grounds of youth
I was no babe in the wild, wild wood
She didn't mean it; I should have seen it
But now it's too late
I thought I'd found the girl of my dreams
Now it seems this is how the story ends
She's gonna turn me down and say
«Can't we be friends?»
I thought for once it couldn't go wrong
Not for long—I can see the way this ends
She's gonna turn me down and say
«Can't we be friends?»
Why should I care
Though she gave me the air?
Why should I cry, heave a sigh
And wonder why, and wonder why?
I thought I found
The girl I could trust
What a bust
This is how the story ends
She's gonna turn me down and say
«Can't we be just friends?»