Three-Dimensional

Call me selfish
The way I keep givin'
It's like I'm tryna prove my existence
Left a message in your mailbox
While you're miles away
Am I someone whom you call a friend? (A friend, a friend, a friend)

Don't get me wrong (mmm)
I ain't questioning
The authenticity of our conversations

It could be just me, but
It does feel like
I know you well and I don't

The coffee shop you frequent, the view from your apartment
The groceries you bought last weekend
Apprised of nothin' more than those
Your life's not somethin' I could Google
Not that I'm tryna control the way we're interactin'

I just wanna see you as a three-dimensional
More than a compressed voice through the phone
I understand it's not your presence that makes you real
But distance kills
I miss you, still



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