I'd Lie

A/N: This is based on a song by Taylor Swift, who is my favorite female country singer. I don't own anything you recognize.

I don't think that passenger seat has ever looked this good to me. He tells me about his night and I count the colors in his eyes. He'll never fall in love he swears as he runs his fingers through his hair. I'm laughin cuz I hope he's wrong. I don't think it ever crossed his mind. He tells a joke, I fake a smile. But I know all his favorite songs.

We're going back to my house. It's one am and Jasper's avoiding his parents again. We both know that love can go so wrong. He won't ever fall in love he says. I just laugh it off, because I love him so much. I turn on my iPod and his play list comes on.

And I could tell you, his favorite color's green. He likes to argue. Born on the 17th. His sister's beautiful. He has his father's eyes. And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie.

I know so much about him. I've been his best friend since we moved here. People wonder if we're in love, but Rose knows her brother and I are just friends. They're both so beautiful, that they could have anyone they want.

He looks around the room. Innocently overlooks the truth. Shouldn't a light go on? Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long? He sees everything black & white. Never let nobody see him cry. I don't let nobody see me wishin he was mine.

We get to the house and go up to the third floor and go in my room. He won't let people see him cry, but I know everything about him. No one but his sister knows I wish he was mine.

I could tell you, his favorite color's green. He likes to argue. Born on the 17th. His sister's beautiful. He has his father's eyes. And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie.

I could tell you all of his favorite things. I could tell you anything about him, but if you ask me if I love him, I won't tell you.

He stand there then walks away. My God if I could only say 'I'm holding every breath for you.' He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar. I think he can see through everything but my heart. First thought when I wake up is 'My God he's beautiful.' So I put on my make-up and pray for a miracle.

He doesn't see what I feel for him. He's a musician but he'd never tell you. He seems to know everything. So how can he not see? Everyday I wake up, I get ready and pray that one day he'll be mine.

Yes I could tell you his favorite color's green. He likes to argue. Oh and it kills me. His sister's beautiful. He has his father's eyes. And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie.

I know him so well. He loves to fight, and it hurts so much. Do I love him? I won't tell.

A/N: Ok writing this helped ease my writers block a little bit. I might make this a full story if enough people want me to. Reviews are like cookies. I love all types. If you want to criticize me, please do so constructively.