When you’re fucked up to your worst tone
It’s my number you call
You locked me up in the friend zone
Like Oliver Twist I want more.
He is your love, your secret crush
His presence made you blush.
I can’t speak, I can only watch
As your raw love remains untouched.
You built fantasies about him like he cared
I am shy and quiet but I am here.
You tagged me the best friend you had
I get jealous of him, it makes me sad.
If I had the chance
I’ll feed you the love he starved you
I will learn to dance
I will unmask my love to satisfy you.
Beyond our games and story
I wish you love me. I am lonely.