Left behind, I was hoping they would text me by nine
Never mind
Guess they'll never ever ever let me
Inside

And I'm hoping, wishing, waiting for them to invite me
To something! Anything
Left on read again
Again

No matter how hard I try to be the
Perfect friend
It doesn't make sense

So I'll cut
Cut my hair and
Tear out the bed sheets

Scream that it's not fair
Let's give a hand for the runner, runner up!
You!
Were never good enough

Runner, runner up with your
Last place
No face
Always, always a disgrace

Such a stupid waste of space
Runner, runner up gotta
Cut, cut, cut, cut
Cutting out that bitter taste
From your tongue which begs to stay

Place yourself in their shoes
Why should they even want you?

Stop that begging
Leave them alone
They don't want you
Anymore!

You're a runner-up!
A face within the crowd
Boring, boring person
You talk too loud!!!

Felt alone
In my company, they stuck to their phones
You should know, that they won't let you in even if you grow
And I'm hoping, wishing, waiting for

Them to entice me
To come along
There's no hope

Scream at me through texts
Again
No matter how hard I try to be the perfect friend
Why won't it make sense!?
So I'll cut, cut my hair and

Tear out the tongue I used to declare
Let's give a hand for the runner, runner up
You!
Were never good enough

Runner, runner-up. With your
Dumb-
Ass
Loud
Laugh

Always causing them to frown
Never thinking
Tone it down
Runner, runner-up, gotta

Cut, cut, cut, cut
Cutting off those locks and strands
From your head to discipline

Place yourself in their shoes
Why should they even want you??

Stop that begging
Leave them alone
They don't want you
Anymore

You're a runner-up!
A face within the crowd
Annoying-nnoying person you

Talk
Too
Loud!

Ah! Ahh!
Ah!
Runner-up!
You're a- you're a- you're a runner-up