I don't know what we have.
I don't know what we are.
I don't know what we had.
I don't know what we were doing.
I don't know what are we waiting for.

I don't know what am I waiting for.
I don't know what am I trying to do.
I don't know what am I holding on for.

I don't know what the heck are you thinking.
I don't know what the heck we had suppose to mean.
I don't know what the heck was this a misunderstanding.
I don't know what the heck you were looking at.
I don't know what the heck I felt but it felt real, even from the start.

But,
I know I can't get enough.
I know I'm addicted.
I know I'm crazy.
I know I'm living on a thin glass, don't break it.
I know I'm living on that tiny hope.
I know I want you.
I know I keep making silly mistake.
I know I keep freaking out.
I know I become stupid when you're around, mind blank.
I know I become selfless.
I know I'm really into you.

I know you might know.
I know you might avoid.
I know you might want it too.
I know you might think I'm annoying.
I know you might be clueless.
I know you might be shy.
I know you might feel disgusted.
I know you might not know.

Either way,
I know you're not who they say you are.
I'm holding on to this hope because I truly believe in it.