Mais Ou Menos Isto

I don't know how this happened
I'm not good at explaining
She should have been me
You seem not to notice
I always leave when she arrives
I always change the subject

I'm not one to talk, I'm one to hide
Maybe one day I'll admit
That I prefer to have you like this
Than not at all
I prefer to stay silent
See you walking hand in hand

So this is what my mother talked about
More or less this is what being in love is
After all, I don't know if I like it, if it's for me
So this is what everyone talked about
More or less this hurts more than I expected
After all, I just don't want to like you

I start making movies in my head
I imagine you calling me
Finding me at the party
I make plans, I cross my fingers
And you give me a kiss on the forehead
You say I'm your friend

I hide so you don't see me cry
You wouldn't understand
I end up seeing you arrive
Always with someone else
And to be very honest
I will never like her

So this is what my mother talked about
More or less this is what being in love is
After all, I don't know if I like it, if it's for me
So this is what everyone talked about
More or less this hurts more than I expected
After all, I just don't want to like you

What doesn't start doesn't end
And I prefer a dream to nothing
What doesn't start doesn't end

What doesn't start doesn't end
And I prefer a dream to nothing
What doesn't start doesn't end

So this is what everyone talked about
More or less this hurts more than I expected
After all, I just don't want to like you