Boy Came In

and i remember when the boy came in,
and shot a look over to my best friend,
and i said, "i'm sorry, but you're my favorite.
though you're making me cold.
and i do what i'm told."

and seeing this side of you, it makes me cry
and i can only seem but to shut my eyes
and you say, "i could be one in a million
but always seem to land in ninety nine thousand."

there is a reason why i'm calling
i'm gonna sit around waiting for ya
to call me darling (don't call me darling).

and two to three months i will miss you much
but i can only offer this as much
when you think no one is listening
my ears are open
though you're making me cold
and i do what i'm told.