It was always a burning feeling
Hot underneath and sweat drops lured.
I was always saying "Tell me something"
You'd say "If only you'd let me."

I was never sure how to feel about it
Like you were always second best
But the way your face smiled
Never made me think of you less.

Until now, but it's gone, we are done, it's all over with.
Waiting around, for a call, or a voice, something second best.