25 Phone Calls

The object of my unrequited affection
Locked in my mind like she’s serving detention
I’ve mapped out her moods and her every intention
In graphs and histograms

It starts like your average boy/girl attraction
But it’s a slippery slope and I always lose traction
Obsession then seeps into each interaction
And she gets much more than she planned

Drove by your house three times today
And did you get my last bouquet
25 phone calls just to say

Wake up
It’s me unfortunately
This boyish crush is killing me
It’s killing me

I spend my days fending off the rejection
You’ll find me camped out in the self-help book section
Poring thru prose in pursuit of redemption
I think this calls for counseling

Nodding my head at the doctors and nurses
Coerced to converse while my condition worsens
The conclusion’s close but there aren’t enough verses
And not enough notes to sing

Badly burned by blind ambition
My soul was sold for crust and crumbs
25 phone calls came down to one

Wake up
It’s me unfortunately
This boyish crush is killing me
It’s killing me

I’m half insane
Or so I complain
You should pay rent in my brain

And though you treat me rough
I’m into that stuff
I can’t get enough

And you slam the door
But I can’t ignore
That when you shut me out
I want you more
Even more

Wake up
It’s me unfortunately
Wake up
It’s me unfortunately
I tried to make you love me but you just would never see
This boyish crush is killing me