All love is unrequited,
All love is based on fear,
When feelings are ignited,
You become the other's mirror,
Her accent was a trick,
All the same, it didn't lie,
At Harrison and 6th the Mission bus runs all night
She said some crazy things,
Morning, noon and night,
Drugs and conspiracies,
Morning, noon and night,
At least that seemed the case,
My senses were a little numb,
She went at her own pace,
And I would wait for her to come
Unrequited,
Unrequited,
Unrequited,
Unrequited
Up three flights of stairs,
At the end of the hall,
The bedroom faced the alleyway,
Shades were drawn and covered in foil,
That toilet became our secret garden,
In the middle of the slum,
Time stopped any given day,
And I would wait for her to come
Unrequited,
Unrequited,
Unrequited,
Unrequited