Okay back to Bella. This is Teardrops on my guitar by Taylor Swift. I changed drew to he so it makes more sense.

BPOV

He looks at me,
I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing
Everything that we should be

Jasper has been there for me through all the Edward drama and I don't see why. I mean, he's such a great friend to me but he just wont leave me alone. It's a good thing though, and he knows it. I've really needed his support and I find myself falling for him.

I'll bet she's beautiful,
That girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Oh yeah, did I mention he has a girlfriend...but it's not me, it's Angela Webber. I don't know much about her but she has to be great if she's good enough for Jasper. She's everything I'm not in my opinion.

He talks to me,
I laugh cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me

I always end up getting lost in our conversations that I can't see anything else. He's my world now, my universe. And what am I to him? I suppose she's his universe. Does that mean I'm nothing. Surely I'm at least Pluto. Cold and dark, just like it too.

He says he's so in love,
He's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

Even my dreams are about him. Do you think he knows? He has a girlfriend so he probably doesn't think about me...He must be in love with her, I just want to cry, and usually do because he thinks it's about Edward and stuff.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

He's my angel, my savior. He gives me hope even t my lowest. But he's also the reason for my sorrow...my tears.

He walks by me,
Can't he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes,
So perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be

She'd better hold him tight,
Give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes
And know she's lucky cause

He's so perfect, flawless. She' better take good care of him or I'll bitch slap her upside the head. Hard too...though he may no like that so much...

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

So I drive home alone,
As I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

I have a picture of him on my bedside table. I stare at it to take my mind off of things. But I can't sleep, so I put it away and tonight...I might be better..

'Cuz He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up,
But there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into.

He looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see

If only he new...maybe it would change things...