Boy Came In

and i remember when the boy came in, and shot a look over to my best friend, and i said, "i'm sorry, but you're my favorite. though you're making me cold. and i do what i'm told." and seeing this side of you, it makes me cry and i can only seem but to shut my eyes and you say, "i could be one in a million but always seem to land in ninety nine thousand." there is a reason why i'm calling i'm gonna sit around waiting for ya to call me darling (don't call me darling). and two to three months i will miss you much but i can only offer this as much when you think no one is listening my ears are open though you're making me cold and i do what i'm told.