Like Me

Without your glasses you just plain can’t see

You’re close to your grandma on your mother’s side

You can count up on one hand the times you have lied

You won’t eat a tomato on a double-dog dare

Your complex and tricky, yet someways you’re not

You’re up some, you’re down some

You’re cold and you’re hot

And who’s gonna end up holdin’ your hand?

A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?

There’s no doubt they’ll love you, but it’s yet to be seen:

Will anyone ever know you like me?

Will anyone ever know you like me?

You like plantin’ flowers, that’s heaven to you

You’ll paint all your toenails if you have time,

while listening to Willie, Dylan and Pride

And who’s gonna end up holdin’ your hand?

A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?

There’s no doubt they’ll love you, but it’s yet to be seen:

Will anyone ever know you like me?

Will anyone ever know you like me?

You’d rather make-out then make love all night

You like if your bath is too hot

Your closet is cluttered with dress pants and Levis

that you wish you’d never bought

And who’s gonna end up holdin’ your hand?

A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?

There’s no doubt they’ll love you, but it’s yet to be seen:

Will anyone ever know you like me?

Will anyone ever know you like me?