My friends think you're not for me
I call you up anyway, like
This'll hurt in the morning
Won't you come back my way
And I'm so sorry, but it's gonna turn out all the same
Can never leave you long enough to change
It's all I think about before I fall asleep
Maybe we'll be just friends
Maybe I'll dream of what could have been
You're living rent-free in my head
I should prolly charge you for that
But don't cost me my sleep tonight
'less you come thru right
Now I'm so sorry, but it's gonna turn out all the same
Can we try this one more time?
Will you at least stay in my life?
And I'm so sorry 'cause it's gonna turn out all the same
Guess this is when we give each other space