Its Everything. And your pretending.

I feel like your third wheel, but that means I'm always around you.
Not that i like it but theres nothing else i can do.
But what i love is how it messes up your mind.
You fall forcefully right down for me, while i stay behind.

Its the feeling when you come home smelling like me, and not your girlfriend.
Its the tone in your voice i know when you pretend.
That I didn't catch your lasting glance right over here.
But I'm not gonna try, I'm not resorting to tears.

Tell me that my eyes deceive.
Your the only one who will believe me.
I don't think anyone else will see what i see.

Lets just pretend
maybe that its meant to be you've been talking about her, while looking straight at me. Your aiming for the curves. But potentially,
I swear we might be cursed.
But I can see that silver lining.
It took you long enough to see. We're the happy ending.

It's the feeling, when you tell me that you love me, and I know how you mean it.
And that you take the time, to explain its not like a sister,
because you're not crazy about your real sister.
It's the knowing
That every girl that's competition ends up in your heartbreak.
I love you, but I love seeing your heart break.
That's one more move, i can make.

Sinister,
Oh my do i feel so down right horrible.
But doesn't that make me feel so outright beautiful.
Knowing me is knowing bad.
Ain't that sad?

Oh look. Green means go,
But pedestrians get the right of way
so come on, walk this way.
We'll get out of this traffic jam and nothing will feel the same.

Its the feeling of knowing that your down
Its the feeling of seeing you drown
Its the warmth i get when you get confused.
Its the love i get when i shouldn't love you.
Its the feeling when you come home.
and leave your jacket on me.