back and forth

to tell ya the truth, it started out nice.
but now i don't know where we're headed
up, down, all around
to tell ya the truth i dream about you every now and then
but those dreams i always regret

seems like all we do is go back and forth
our late night outings and
seeing you out of nowhere
please i'm not some antagonist
i'm just young
and definetily not ready for this mumbo jumbo they call love

our stories all the same
we meet
talk
stop, everything stops
then we meet
talk
and stop again
really, when's this gonna end?

i tell myself to push you away
because thats whats best for me
but what is it with you that keeps on coming back
no. not your smile. your voice. your smell.
no

i just wish that one day we'll look back and be happy with what we had
because i'm still not satisfied
with this back and forth game
we call love
not mumbo jumbo anymore
just love