Your Girlfriend
(Why don't you like me?)
(I love you so)
How come I know
What it feels like to lean on your shoulder?
Why am I familiar
Too familiar with holding your hand?
I've memorized your schedule
And you walk me to class
You know me better than I know myself
But I'm not your girlfriend
And she is
How come I'm not your girlfriend?
And she is
It's not fair
This whole mess, it's not fair
'Cause you treat me the best
And you don't like me
(You don't like me)
(No, you don't like me)
I can ring your phone
At four in the morning
You'll answer without fail
Everytime
We'll sit in the parking lot
And watch the sunset
You'll miss your curfew
To drive me home
But I'm not your girlfriend
And she is
How come I'm not your girlfriend?
And she is
It's not fair
This whole mess, it's not fair
'Cause you treat me the best
And you don't like me
And if you know, you know, you know
That you don't like me that way
Why would you stay inside my head
Every second of every day?
And though I know, I know, I know
What it feels like to hold your hand
What's it like
To kiss your lips?
Don't think that I could ever get tired of this
But I'm not your girlfriend
And she is
How come I'm not your girlfriend?
And she is
It's not fair
This whole mess, it's not fair
'Cause you treat me the best
And you don't like me
(Why don't you like me?)
(I love you so)
(I love you so)
How come I know
What it feels like to lean on your shoulder?
Why am I familiar
Too familiar with holding your hand?
I've memorized your schedule
And you walk me to class
You know me better than I know myself
But I'm not your girlfriend
And she is
How come I'm not your girlfriend?
And she is
It's not fair
This whole mess, it's not fair
'Cause you treat me the best
And you don't like me
(You don't like me)
(No, you don't like me)
I can ring your phone
At four in the morning
You'll answer without fail
Everytime
We'll sit in the parking lot
And watch the sunset
You'll miss your curfew
To drive me home
But I'm not your girlfriend
And she is
How come I'm not your girlfriend?
And she is
It's not fair
This whole mess, it's not fair
'Cause you treat me the best
And you don't like me
And if you know, you know, you know
That you don't like me that way
Why would you stay inside my head
Every second of every day?
And though I know, I know, I know
What it feels like to hold your hand
What's it like
To kiss your lips?
Don't think that I could ever get tired of this
But I'm not your girlfriend
And she is
How come I'm not your girlfriend?
And she is
It's not fair
This whole mess, it's not fair
'Cause you treat me the best
And you don't like me
(Why don't you like me?)
(I love you so)
Credits
Writer(s): Backseat Vagabond
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