You don’t answer my text,
and I get ready for another lonely night,
I know you will respond later,
but it does not feel right.
My heart hopes you can’t respond,
cause you are on your way to my place,
just so you could stand in my doorway,
and declare your love face to face.
Oh silly heart, this ain’t a movie,
the head knows this will not end well,
you will be broken, every night,
waiting for this boy to ring your doorbell.
His heart simply does not sing,
the way yours does in living color,
he is not appreciative of your love,
so what the hell are you loving him for?
He tells you he has a great time with you,
but his butterflies for you are non existing,
girl, protect yourself from this silly man,
cause these real life things have no happy ending.