Well, I guess I'm that friend
The one walking three steps behind 'cause the sidewalk's
Not wide enough and my friends talk on by
Never included in the conversation
I'm the king of my plane of existence
I guess I'm a ghost
Alone and my friends and I aren't close 'cause
They think I'm a burden so I don't let my feelings show
They forgot when it was my birthday
At least the tears in my cake were gourmet
I'm tired of being last pick
Treated like a side chick
A background character for all of my life
Well, I guess I'm that friend and my friends just pretend
That I'm somebody that they like
I guess I'm that friend
The one that hangs with the group
That ain't close enough to anyone to have someone to talk to
I got friends but I'm still lonely
If we played the quiet game, I might win all the trophies
Well, I guess I just exist
I'm not missed, no one even seems to notice
That I'm listening, I've got feelings and I ain't very outspoken
They forgot to invite me to the party
Got a text like, "We forgot you, we're sorry!"
I'm tired of being last pick
Treated like a side chick
A background character for all of my life
Well, I guess I'm that friend, and my friends just pretend
That I'm somebody that they like
Don't wanna be your doormat
Not someone you can step on
Just hear me out before I leave
Don't wanna be invisible
This friendship is so miserable
I'm someone you don't want or need
I'm tired of being last pick
Treated like a side chick
A background character for all of my life
Well, I guess I'm that friend and my friends just pretend
That I'm somebody that they like
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(I'm tired of being last pick)
(Treated like a side chick)
(A background character for all of my life)
(Well, I guess I'm that friend and my friends just pretend)
(That I'm somebody that they like)