Friends or Something

There's a calm from the sun 'round here
Bouncing off your white t-shirt
Spend some thoughtless months
Taken-for-granted years
Come here to find some comfort

Sitting on an endless list
Of reasons that I have to convince you
To come around
I think you'd like
Something

You know I still feel you in the worst way
Guess I'll just see you next Sunday

I am good for the long talks
The sounding board you get
When you just want a mirror
Just want some confirmation
Get outta your head

But I have photographic proof
Of the kinda looks I get from you
If you come around
I think you'd want
Something

You know I still feel you in the worst way
Guess I'll just see you next Sunday