You sing along to his heartbroken lullaby
The irony here is beautiful
His objective is to obejctify you
But he makes you want him
And i, I can't get you to notice me
I'm dropping hints like nuclear bombs
Of feelings I've felt for so long
I thought that you'd be happier with me
I guess that's only wishful thinking
I opened my mouth to talk to you
But the words stopped in my throat
Because I need another let down
Like I need a hole in my head
It isn't even fair, you don't know I'm there
So heres to wishful thinking
And heres to what couldve been between you and me.