He's so annoying.
He deliberately goes out of his way to be near me, even though he knows I can't touch.
He's so annoying.
I think it may be because I can't touch.
He's so annoying.
I don't think he cares that I can't stand him.
He's so annoying.
I don't care for him. At all. He could leave today and I'd be glad.
He's so annoying.
His stupid grin, his stupid pick-pocketing, his stupid eyes.
He's so annoying.
He's so self-confident!
He's so annoying.
I wish he would leave. I wish he'd walk out the door and speed off on that motorbike of his.
Because he's so annoying. He's so annoying.
I can't touch him. I definitely don't want to. But I can't touch him.
Doesn't he understand that? We can NEVER have a proper relationship.
Not that I would ever want to, anyway.
How do I know this? He's so annoying.