i lay in bed for the millionth time, scanning over through the daily grind.
i cant help but wonder how long its been, since i've seen you hold that girl you're with
you make me feel like i'm brand new, like i'm special, love, and important too
everyday that passes by with care, i see your face, breathe your warm air.
what the hell am i doing, laying in my bed crying, knowing she's with you, in your warm arms.
i'm just a footnote, while she gets a whole book, when i should be bolded, you edit me out.
what the hell am i doing, tricking teasing and lying, telling myself, i belong in your arms. she's yours forever, through any weather, she's your sweet baby, while i'm alone in the rain.
drenched in my own anguish, pain sorrow and danger, i cause myself, thinking i deserved you.
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