Lately I found myself thinking (thinking)
Been dreaming about you a lot (a lot)
And up in my head I'm your boyfriend (boyfriend)
But that's one thing you've already got
She's all that I can think about. She consumes my every waking minute. Her beautiful face. Her tenacity and spunk. The ear spike and all the tattoos. The way she sings like it's her last time, and music is her passion. I say every waking minute, but she's also been in my dreams. I dream that she loves me. Not just loves me, but loves me the way I love her. My dreams make her my girlfriend. Too bad she already has one. His name is Luke.
He drives to school every morning (morning)
While I walk alone in the rain (the rain)
He'd kill me without any warning (warning)
If he took a look in my brain
This morning as I was walking to campus, Luke drove past in his Mustang. He laughed at me because it was raining and I probably looked like a drowned rat. I don't think he knows how I feel about Beca. If he did, I would probably kill me. Especially if he could look inside my brain while next to the "no sex" desk.
Would he say he's in L-O-V-E?
Well, if it was me then I would (I would)
Would he hold you when you're feeling low?
Baby, you should know that I would (I would)
Would he say he's in L-O-V-E?
Well, if it was me then I would (I would)
Would he hold you when you're feeling low?
Baby, you should know that I would
"Beca, are you sure you really like Luke? I mean he looks cool and all, but he's kind of a jerk," I told her cooly.
She laughed. "Of course I like him. "
"So if I asked if he loved you he would say yes?"
"I don't know Jesse. Why do you care so much?" she asked.
"I'm just looking out for you Beca. And I need to know that you think he would do the same. He will comfort you when you're sad. Say he's in love when he's asked."
After she left that night, I realized that those were all thing that I would do for her.
Back in my head we were kissing
I thought things were going alright (alright, alright, alright)
With a sign on my back saying 'kick me'
Reality ruined my life
As I stacked the last of my cd's, I imagined Beca and I kissing. I held her flushed against me. Our lips met in fiery passion. Everything was perfect. I was with the girl I loved. When I opened my eyes, I was very, very wrong. It was her and Luke doing all those things I had imagined. I felt like someone had kicked me. I might as well had a sign on my back. Reality truly ruined my life.
It feels like I'm constantly playing
A game that I'm destined to lose
'Cause I can't compete with your boyfriend
He's got 27 tattoos
Why did I have to fall in love with a girl who has a boyfriend? It's an impossible game, sort of like monopoly! I can't possibly compete with Luke. He's got everything she wants. The music connections. The radio station. The British accent and sexy abs. And best of all he has twenty seven tattoos.
Would he say he's in L-O-V-E?
Well, if it was me then I would (I would, I would)
Would he hold you when you're feeling low?
Baby, you should know that I would, I would, yeah, I would, yeah.
Beca knocks on my dorm room crying. I envelop her small frame in a bone-crushing hug. She continues to sob for a few minutes before speaking up.
"Luke broke up with me," she cried.
"Luke wouldn't say he loved you when I asked. He's not to hold you now that you're feeling sad. Guess who is? Baby, you should know I would, will, and will continue for forever to do those things for you. I love you, Beca."
"I love you too, Nerd."