I’ve got good intentions and I
know what I want to do but I
cant bring myself to talk to you
I just go weak at the knees and I’d
rather you thought of me as
someone to count on…….someone just like you
so I stand around, drinking with you and our friends
you punch my arm and we all laugh
the beer gets spilled and we all stare at the ground
I reach into the back of the car and pass out another round
I wonder if you can see me
Through all that beer in your eyes
I’ve tried a bit harder tonight
Tried to let you see through my disguise
I guess im just a mate to you
There’s nothing else ive ever been
And by the looks of things,
I’ll never be the girl of your dreams
