There’s a new guy at the gym,
And I think I’ve got a thing.
He has a snake tattoo on his leg,
I don’t think I can get him out of my head.
He gives me a look,
I give a glance back
The next day, he smiled at me,
and it was love, after that.
Finding something to say is hard
Maybe a question, ‘how’s your day?’
But he’s got his headphones in
‘I like your Nike’s....by the way!!!!!!!!’
I’ll let the tensions build,
Maybe they only live in my head
But I can’t stop thinking about him,
Maybe I’ll ask for his number instead.
