Is it too late to turn around Now that I know how much much I liked it Oh I liked it Am I too scared of reaching out Too stubborn to admit how much I liked it Why am I like this? On my own I’ll go to waste I don’t want this heart to break So can we just turn around Now that I know how much much I liked it Oh I liked it Is it too late to turn around Now that I know how much much I liked it Oh I liked it Am I too scared of reaching out, Too stubborn to admit how much I liked it Why am I like this? I’ll go to waste This heart to break So can we just turn around Now that I know how much much I liked it Oh I liked it On my own I’ll go to waste I don’t want this heart to break So can we just turn around Now that I know how much much I liked it Oh I liked it Is it too late to turn around Now that I know how much much I liked it Oh I liked it Am I too scared of reaching out, Too stubborn to admit how much I liked it Why am I like this? I’ll go to waste This heart to break So can we just turn around Now that I know how much much I liked it Oh I liked it