I Like You

I like the way you listen
to the way he spits his game. 
I like the way you think
that I’m a boy who’s just the same.

I like the way you fell
for him just once, but now you see
that I’m a boy who’s just the same;
you’d never fall for me.

I like the way your heart
still lies controlled within his hand.
I like the way you still think
that I couldn’t understand

the pain he made you feel, and
that you still think you are free.

I like how you’ve allowed your pain
to blind yourself from me.