Nowhere Fast

There is this girl I knowShe hates my guts I love her soBut I've got a simple mindIt thinks just this: she will be mineI tell her "I like your dress"She says I'm sick, disturbed, obsessedWell I don't know what that's aboutShe won't say why she won't go out with meShe keeps tellin' me she doesn't need a reasonAnd all my friends think that I'm bein' outclassedBut I just got to be her first or at least her lastAnd I'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastI had a shirt designed, it has her face pressed into mineI never wear it, I keep it newShe says she'll kill me if I doI'm puzzled and perplexed, I'm overwhelmed and under-sexedAnd I still can't figure why she says she'd rather die than be with meShe keeps tellin' me she doesn't need reasonsAnd all my friends think that I'm bein' outclassedBut I just got to be her first or at least her lastAnd I'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastShe'd like to see me drown in my own tearsWell that's all rightEven if it takes a hundred yearsWell that's all rightYeah that's all rightShe keeps tellin' me she doesn't need reasonsAnd all my friends think that I'm bein' outclassedBut I just got to be her first or at least her lastAnd I'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastI'm getting nowhere fastGetting nowhereI'm getting nowhere fastGetting nowhereI'm getting nowhere fast