Sitting on the sidelines
Wondering what we did wrong
For them not to love us
For our hearts to be stuck
Fingers fly up to trace your lips
As soon as we round the corner
They don’t notice, busy with their kiss
But I can tell you kinda wish you were him
I’ve known him longer
Yet I’m the girl he calls “friend”
It’s a little bit funny how we are both longing
For two people caught in the same relationship