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I wish we could've shared a dance and had a laugh Yeah these white dance moves you cant mess with that. I've been crunching numbers, yeah I did the math Then I spilled my guts all along that bike path Smooth move Scott, way to be a man But oh god damn I just wanna hold your hand Maybe kiss your cheek, maybe hold you tight Maybe hold you close on those summer nights And all my friends now realize that, in the end were just the nice guys Wasting our time chasing girls, with the prettiest of eyes... and we'd spend our days, thinking of just what to say In hopes to sweep you Off your feet and Pray to God that just maybe you'd fall, for a shmuck like me. And I'd be st-st-st-st-stutterin' Staring at the floor with my mouth open Wracking my brain for something clever to say Praying to God that it'd make your day So tell what the hell to do Oh, tell me what am I to do with you? So Janell, maybe now you'll see That I can't explain everything verbally Wrote this song for you, so listen while I sing And when it's over, then admit it never meant a thing Letras de cancionesTo you, well maybe it meant a thing to me And all my friends now realize that, in the end were just the nice guys Wasting our time chasing girls, with the prettiest of eyes... and we'd spend our days, thinking of just what to say In hopes to sweep you Off your feet and Pray to God that just maybe you'd fall, for a shmuck like me. But now we know, that girls like you don't go for guys like me Yeah, it hurts, sure it stings But in the end I guess I never really meant anything... But in the end, Yeah I've still got my friends So lets raise our glass And drink not knowing What lies around each bend... Yeah In the end I've still got my friends We may be dorks or geeks Losers or creeps But we were never ones to play pretend.. (Thanks to Kevin for these lyrics) From Letras Mania