Delusional

There's a tic in my eye
Makes it lazily slide to put her in periph, wherever she is in the room
Oh-whoa

But I cannot deny that the voice in my mind would as soon talk to her
Than lie dying in a shallow tomb
Oh-whoa

My head is a place for sidelong glances
And personal space or elaborate dances
Nothing is static and nothing's the same
And I never even bothered to learn her last name

Sure, it's delusional, creepy, insane
But since she strutted in
I haven't been the same
Oh, what else can I say besides, "Darling, look my way"

I don't know what tells me that I could seduce her
Dressed like a small meth addict Flavor Flav
Oh-whoa

Probably thinks that I'm gay, I do musical theatre
I tell myself I'd get her if I thought that I'd behave
Oh-whoa

But my head is a place for sidelong glances
And personal space or elaborate dances
Nothing is static and nothing's the same
And I never even bothered to learn her last name

Sure, it's delusional, creepy, insane
But since she strutted in
I haven't been the same
Oh, what else can I say besides, "Darling, look my way"

And it's not that she's out of my league
It's just that we're not even playing the same game
Obsessive sounds worse than intrigued
Intrigued sounds delusional, but like I'm polite and tame

But my head is a place for sidelong glances
And personal space or elaborate dances
Nothing is static and nothing's the same
And I never even bothered to learn her last name

Sure, it's delusional, creepy, insane
But since she strutted in
I haven't been the same
Oh, what else can I say besides, "Darling, look my way"