Look In My Notebook

Every time that I say "I hate you," Look in my notebook And read all hundred love poems That I'm too shy, or proud, to show; Don't let me know, if you read them When I smile and won't tell you why Look in my notebook If the answer makes you blush too Blame your own curiosity And don't say I didn't warn you The times when I tell you I'm okay Look in my notebook And even if my eyes are dry Hold me and wipe away the tears That you know I'm trying to hide When you wonder what's been on my mind When you want to know a reason why, When you know that I'm telling a lie, Look in my notebook