She looks so excited to see you...
(Is that normal,Should I feel fine?)
She casually hugs you
flashes a smile
(I wish I had teeth like those)
And, as I tell myself to breathe
A simple minute task
just...inhale...exhale
I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ll be fine
You say shes your best friend
and...What am I supposed to say?
Should I tell you that I can\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t stand her?
Shes a big walking, talking fallacy.
And I begin to wonder why
her pictures litter your room.
There are two...of you and me.
I sometimes call you when shes over...
Your, baking cookies, watching tv, humping
Whats the difference really?
You agree that shes your best friend...and I shouldn\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'t be worried.
Survey says....I should.
And, sadly I am.
What am I supposed to feel about all of this?
What am I supposed to do about all of this?
So I, being the proper and nice one
Decide to do....
nothing.
You even spent the night at her house the other day.
It was...the second time
And, as I sit on this wet blanket
my eyes puffy and snot running down my nose.
I think that I should do something about it.
I think I should break your heart
Like you break mine every time you do this
But me, I was always the laid back type...passive.
So I....well I do nothing.
I really regret all the time we spent together.
I dont care if you are best friends
Shes a ________
Shes a_________
Shes a_________
You help her with all her boy troubles
But I wonder if shes secretly trying to get you.
I regret all the late night humping
I regret all the head I gave you.
Your such a kind generous person...thats why people are drawn to you.
And I sit here for the hundreth time
And look at the phone
because, maybe if i look at it long enough it will ring
and maybe when it rings that will be you
and maybe when it\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s you, you\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'ll say words I want to hear.
But..probably not.
I miss you already because i know your at her house..eating popcorn and making coookies.
