Bleached Clothes and Red Eyes

Nothing ever counts,
Unless you lay it on the line.
Could you look me in the eye,
Take my hand and tell me that you're fine?
Could you tell me you're happy,
And mean it with every piece of your heart?
Because you know I've always been there,
Been here for you since the start.
Is parting what you do best?
Breaking hearts and saying goodbye.
Bleached clothes and red eyes,
You can never say I didn't try.
I want to be more than friends,
So let's just make out.
But if it can't be,
Then what's it all about?
I want to be there when you wake up,
Be the first thing you see.
I'll be there 'till the end,
Even if there's no you and me.