With Her
I'm feeling anxious
A little nauseous
I kind of want to go away from this
But I can't pry my eyes from it
Your hand around her hips
Your lips
Against her lips
Your smile
Right back at hers...
Your arm around her shoulders
With her
I'm tapping my foot
Watching it all
Trying to look away
I can't stop staring
You're killing me
Why are you
With her?
Couldn't it be...
Shouldn't it be...
Your hand around MY hips
Your lips against mine
Your smile
Right back at mine?
Your arm around my shoulders
Mine...
I can't stand this
I can't believe you're doing this
With her...
I'm trying to make myself
Believe that
This is real
I'll never be yours
You're...
With her
A little nauseous
I kind of want to go away from this
But I can't pry my eyes from it
Your hand around her hips
Your lips
Against her lips
Your smile
Right back at hers...
Your arm around her shoulders
With her
I'm tapping my foot
Watching it all
Trying to look away
I can't stop staring
You're killing me
Why are you
With her?
Couldn't it be...
Shouldn't it be...
Your hand around MY hips
Your lips against mine
Your smile
Right back at mine?
Your arm around my shoulders
Mine...
I can't stand this
I can't believe you're doing this
With her...
I'm trying to make myself
Believe that
This is real
I'll never be yours
You're...
With her
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