Something Real.
I'm sorry but I can't be that guy.
But I will try to keep my eye on you as you bounce from room to room shaking your caboose.
I'll tell you to stop drinking when you've had too much booze.
But I guess no matter what I say or how I act can change the ever-present fact,
That every now and then you're going to act like a tramp.
I just wish that maybe, you could take it easy baby
And if you can't, then, I guess that's cool.
But I was kind of hoping I could take you home. . .instead of that dude.
But you two have fun, yeah. . .I'll be okay
I guess you can't resist the charm of a much prettier face.
That's alright. There will be other nights
You're not quite, what I was looking for anyway
Silly cliches help console the pain of you not feeling the same way.
See the truth of it is sad, you made me think I had a chance
The thought of having you just made me want you so bad.
Now I'm playing lead in the Nice Guys Finish Last band.
Feeling sorry for myself and at the same time mad.
Or could it be true?
That you two didn't screw?
He just dropped you off said "Goodnight." and you said "You too."
Nah, I don't think I can, think those kinds of thoughts and still call myself a man
I'm not jealous of him, I guess I just wanted to be him.
And in the same breath, just wanted to beat him.
See for me, she was the chance of a lifetime
But for him. . .just another Saturday night.
I tried telling you, but you already made your decision
I could only chill tonight, but you were too drunk to listen.
I was thinking that this could be our shot at love,
But all I got was a "Sorry." and a goodbye hug.
Maybe it's best she doesn't leave with me
Maybe all those winks you gave, you gave out of pity
What I wouldn't do for a chance to go back again
Before you shut me down, sealed the deal: Just Friends.
Hurry up and jump in the Delorian.
Quick Doc! Need some more plutonium.
Eighty-eight miles an hour is closing in
ZAP ZAP BOOM!
Oh my God! It actually worked it's last night again!
Here she comes up to me and I don't know what to say
So I just gave her a smirk and turned and walked away
Then go to dude number two and smack him in the face
Toss a couple chairs and yell "Screw this place!"
Leave, forever vanish, without a trace.
But who am I fooling?
Even round two I catch your eye you catch me drooling
Acting like I didn't already know the bitter future.
It could be chance number three or a million tries at this
But I guess I'm just a sucker for the hope of a kiss.
Copyright © Josh Courtnay | Year Posted 2009
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