Cant you see or am I blind?
The way we hang around all the time.
I on my back your head on my chest.
I thought it was love and we could forget all the rest.

But alas I was wrong.
I let you slip through fingers singing your songs
Songs about men just out of reach
You thought they’d take you like a southern peach

You try and try but get no where
But you always say Dan will be there!
I’m your best friend and there’s no doubt,
I try my best to keep you from without.

But it’s hard to stand when your blows are low
I stay here and take it, but put on a show.
I want you to like me, really I do,
But it’s hard when you’re always looking for someone to.