Karaoké When He Sees Me Waitress (musical)

I stick with real things usually facts and figures

When information's in its place

I minimize the guessing game

Guess what?

I don't like guessing games or when I feel things before I know the feelings

How am I supposed to operate if I'm just tossed around by fate?

Like on an unexpected date

With a stranger who might talk too fast

Or ask me questions about myself before I've decided that

He can ask me questions about myself

He might sit too close

Or call the waiter by his first name or eat Oreos

But eat the cookie before the cream

But what scares me the most what scares me the most

Is what if when he sees me what if he doesn't like it?

What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it?

What happens then?

If when he knows me he's only disappointed?

What if I give myself away to only get it given back?

I couldn't live with that

So I'm just fine inside my shell-shaped mind this way I get the best view

So that when he sees me

I want him to

I'm not defensive

I'm simply being cautious

I can't risk reckless dating due to my miscalculating while

A certain suitor stands in line

I've seen in movies most made for television

You cannot be too careful when it comes to sharing your life

I could end up a miserable wife

I'm sorry girls but he could be criminal

Some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution

Somewhere where they don't have girls

He could have masterminded some way to find me

He could be colorblind

How untrustworthy is that he could be less than kind

Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes and make me laugh come out of hiding

What do I do with that?

Oh God

What if when he sees me

I like him and he knows it?

What if he opens up a door and I can't close it?

What happens then?

If when he holds me

My heart is set in motion

I'm not prepared for that

I'm scared of breaking open but still I can't help from hoping to find

Someone to talk to who likes the way

I am

Someone who when he sees me wants to again