That Friend

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 the side chick

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 who 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'd win all the trophies

Well, I guess I just exist

I'm not missed, no one even seems to even 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, "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

(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)

(Ah, oh)