he smiles at me and I'm put into a daze
too busy dealing cards to myself
and I know he's gonna break my heart forever
his hands fit so nicely over my wounds
but the other ones wiped my tears away
too busy looking past the facts
I know I wish the other ones did what you do
he's so perfect with his lips on my neck
but what do I even do next when he looks like that
too busy obsessing over tomorrows
he tells me I am like no other
and I know when I wear that color his eyes don't leave me
his body never felt like the others did
too busy feeling lost without you
too busy to ignore these feelings
too busy making mistakes over again
and I know you're not too busy to make plans with me
but I know I'm too busy for you every time