Bottom of the list

I remember the day
You told me your priorities.
That day, I was 2nd on you list.
Lately you make me feel like
Im at the bottom of your list.

Youre at the top of mine list.
But you make me have
second thoughts about having you there.

You complain to me about
not being alone together.
Silly me, trying to make it happen.
I try but youre not helping.

I try to plan things for us to do.
But youd rather be out
with your friends.
Its cool and all but
you make absolutely
no time for *US* anymore.

When me and you are chillin,
your friends call, and you
just blow me off.
You cant ever just say
*Im chillin with my girl tonight*.
Thatll be the day.

I miss being with you,
*JUST YOU*.

*I GUESS IM JUST TIRED OF BEING THE LAST THING ON YOUR MIND*