Friends or Something
There's a calm from the sun 'round here
Bouncing off your white t-shirt
Spend some thoughtless months
Take it for granted
Years compared to find some comfort
Sitting on an endless list
Of reasons that I have to convince you
To come around
I think you'd like
Something
You know I still feel you in the worst way
Guess I'll just see you next Sunday
I am good for the long talks
The sounding board you get
When you just want a mirror
Just want some confirmation
Get outta your head
But I have photographic proof
Of the kinda looks I get from you
If you come around
I think you want
Something
You know I still feel you in the worst way
Guess I'll just see you next Sunday
