Why do I set myself up
For things that I've found
Won't help me at all
But only bring me down

Why do I reach so high
For things I won't get
When I know I won't achieve them
At least I haven't yet

Why do I put my heart out
Getting nothing at all
Why do I keep doing this
Knowing that I'll fall

Why do I love you
As much as I do
When I know I won't ever have a chance
At least not with you