I ask myself day after day....Why me?
I see nothing special about me
Just another loser running a pathetic life
I wish I knew what you saw in me
but while I sit here madly in love with you
there you are looking at me
while I wonder if the feelings you express are real

You may look at me and ask......Why me?
I will tell you why
there you sit looking extremely sexy
in your tight pants with a shirt to match
thin body, short hair, gorgeous eyes.....Must I go on?
You were there for me when nobody could please me
I look at you and see an angel and ask again.......Why me?

I would give anything to have you in my arms right now
I sit here wishing that is where you wanted to be
Me kissing you and you kissing me
and not just any kiss....a real kiss....one to last a lifetime
a kiss that it alone would profess the love that I feel for you
and now I sit here waiting for the chance to let you know how I feel
and still I sit here asking.......Why me?
Now I wonder why I do it?
I meet someone similar to you
they show me the tiniest bit of compassion
deep inside I hit my knees
I am there at your every beckon call
and then I wonder if you really know that
and how I can let you know without the fear of you running

I then ask once again.......Why me?
God why did you make me like this
why must I be so hopeless
why must I be able to just give my heart away
how is it that I care so easily and so much
you know how badly I want to be with her
you also know how she feels about me while I sit here wondering
Once again I must ask......Why me?