Say what you want, do what you like, but we both know the truth. Can't change the facts,
of you and I. But you still do what you do. Keep telling them stories, to her
and your homes. But that wouldn't make any sense, yeah.
If i'm just a friend, if i'm just a friend, how do
I know what your lips feel like?
Every night, lit up my life.
Texting my phone
non-stop.