It's not that I like you because you're cute.   You're cute because I like you.   I don't care if someone calls me a fool.   Because you're my "heroine."   Even though you say, "I'm definitely staying awake today!"   The way you end up falling asleep in class anyway...   Even though you're a tomboy in front of everyone else...   The way you're unexpectedly prone to tears...   Ah, I really can't help but love you.   I wonder if you'll ever become my "heroine" alone.   I want to help you with your studies and things like that,   And I want to go see movies together.   To you, laughing with your friends after school,   I mutter "bye-bye" to myself.   I want to be in your stories,   And I want to brag that you're "my girlfriend,"   But I don't think I could ever actually confess,   It's ridiculous, really.   Because I want you to look at me,   Because I want you to notice me,   I put on hair wax,   And it just ends up all sticky.   Because I want you,   Because I want to be yours,   I say, "Tomorrow for sure."