Best Friend

I know you got that perfect twenty-twenty, baby

No need for them glasses or them contacts, huh-huh

So tell me why, tell me why, why can't you see?

Every time you're kissing her in front of me

It hurts, I'm human, baby

It hurts

I'm not your fucking best friend

I've been sitting on this bench too long

While you playing with these basic fake chicks

And come complaining when it all goes wrong

If you open your eyes and give sense a good try

I'll be all you need and more

Than a fucking best friend

Was I ever an option?

On the phone, talking, two o'clock in the morning

Asking me to fix what's broken

Open up my heart and then you stole it

Those random times I cross your mind

Do I give you butterflies?

'Cause, baby, I get chills (Whoa)

Every time I chill with ya

'Cause I'm not your fucking best friend

I've been sitting on this bench too long

While you playing with these basic fake chicks

And come complaining when it all goes wrong

If you open your eyes and give sense a good try

I'll be all you need and more

Than a fucking best friend

Da-da-da-da-da

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh

And you can't tell me I'm crazy

For feeling this way

And maybe it's the wrong time but I'm in the right place

So while you got me here, look me straight in the eyes

And tell me everything I feel is a lie

Whoa

'Cause I'm not your fucking best friend

I've been sitting on this bench too long

While you playing with these basic fake chicks

And come complaining when it all goes wrong

If you open your eyes (Open your eyes) and give sense a good try

I'll be all you need and more

Than a fucking best friend

Da-da-da-da-da

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Why can't you see it? (Da-da-da-da-da-da-da)

It could be me and you (Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, oh)

Whoa (Da-da-da-da-da)

Hoh-oh (Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh)

I'll be all you need and more

Than a fucking best friend