The strands of her hair, fall to her shoulders,
as you're standing there, staring right at her,
but she doesn't look back,
and you feel discouraged again.
Her dazzling eyes, could be hypnotic,
but you don't feel right, she thinks you're psychotic
cause you worship her presence,
and everything else about her.

CHORUS-
But she's out of your league, out of your league
my friend, and it's the hardest thing,
so let your heart beat, let your heart bleed but it, wouldn't make a difference.
Take it from, a guy who knows,
I've been down, that dead end road,
Just turn your back, and make a run,
but that's easier said than done.

Let her heart bleed, let your heart beat,
let your mind speak, admitting defeat,
let her heart bleed, let your heart beat,
let your mind speak, admitting defeat.