It's crazy how you call once she goes to sleep.
You wanna talk when she out and about with her friends.
You wanna lean on me when she's not there to hear you out.

But that moment she's back to have that little talk with, all I get is a dial tone. . .

You want me to be your back up chick.
A fire hydrant sitting there waiting to be used.
But then again, some how I'm okay with that
Not really

I just want you to love me
But not the way that you do
If I can't have you to myself, I'm willing to take half of you.

I know it ain't right, but I feel so lost, I need a clue.

Man I'm just a back up chick,
I just wish I was the one you would choose