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You laugh and pat my shoulder like it’s no big deal
Talk about her dress the way she makes you feel
I nod and pour another drink to hide the sting
This chair beside you’s turning into a prison
I’ve got a secret burning in my lungs
Every “how are you”is a loaded gun
You think I’m fine with late night calls about your stress
But baby I’m dying here confess
You hurt my heart but you never know
These smiles are just a cheap disguise I sew
I don’t just want to be your friend
Why can’t you see I’m drowning in this pretend
You hurt my heart with your careless hand
Brushing past the love I’m dying to land
I don’t just want to be your friend
When’s it gonna click This ain’t how the story ends
You text me “wyd”at 2 AM again
Cry about her leaving ask me where you went wrong
I say “you’ll find someone”while I’m right here
Praying you’ll notice I’ve been here for years
I’ve got a secret burning in my lungs
Every “how are you”is a loaded gun
You think I’m fine with late night calls about your stress
But baby I’m dying here confess
You hurt my heart but you never know
These smiles are just a cheap disguise I sew
I don’t just want to be your friend
Why can’t you see I’m drowning in this pretend
You hurt my heart with your careless hand
Brushing past the love I’m dying to land
I don’t just want to be your friend
When’s it gonna click This ain’t how the story ends
Last night I almost said it
Your name on my tongue like a cigarette
You hugged me goodnight said “you’re the best”
God that might be the worst thing you’ve ever said
You hurt my heart but you never know
These smiles are just a cheap disguise I sew
I don’t just want to be your friend
Why can’t you see I’m drowning in this pretend
You hurt my heart with your careless hand
Brushing past the love I’m dying to land
I don’t just want to be your friend
When’s it gonna click This ain’t how the story ends