[Verse 1] She walks past my locker like it’s nothing I’m mid-sentence and I lose the rest of it Palm-muted so it doesn’t sound like I’m staring She keeps moving, I keep noticing [Verse 2] Boy with the timing always half a second off Girl who never slows down long enough Bass locked under the between-class noise We keep ending up in the same spot anyway [Chorus] Don’t look at me like that Whoa-oh, you already know what it is Power chords cover the part I won’t finish Everyone else filled it in Whoa-oh [Verse 3] After last period the hallway clears out She’s still tying her shoe, I’m still finding my keys Handclaps in my head, drums won’t quit One of us is gonna say something eventually [Guitar Solo] (bright, a little hesitant) [Final Chorus] Don’t look at me like that Whoa-oh, you already know what it is Shout it back if you’ve stood there too Waiting for the other one to move Whoa-oh, one more time Don’t look at me… [Outro] (gang shouts) Too late.
