You always speak so slow and calm
That special way that I used to like
I enjoy every single sound
And you even sing sometimes
Your pinky finger is the same size
As my middle one is
We watched some old-fashioned movies and had little talks
And your cat was purring between us
Like she wanted to part us and don't let touch each other
Once upon a time you've compared yourself to Eugene
From an old story
You said like a year passed and you began to care
And for then she already hasn't cared
And maybe you're still suffering
Get over it!
It's like you get used to listening
To the same..same old song every day
And then forget all the words at once
And you want to revive them inside your mind
But you keep losing this chance
'Cause you're fucking loser
Probably that's why we have this weird kind of relationship
80th level of friendzone
Don't get me wrong,in general I'm quite fine
But when I'm fine and I find out you're not fine
I start to be a little worried of you and whatever
Just call me back,'kay?
See you!
