I see the way you look at her,
you smile at the way she walks,
you love it when she laughs,
you listen when she talks.
But all you want is more, more, more,
and it kills you inside,
that I’m the one she will always adore.
You hurt inside.
You wish you could hide.
Wish she looked at you,
the way you see her look at me.
She tears your heart open,
it will never end,
a wound that will never mend.
You wish she saw much more in your eyes,
so much more than her best friend.
but I’ve contorted her sight,
and i watch you break a little more inside,
because you and i both know,
she’s coming home with me tonight.
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