I wanna see you out on a Friday night
But you just wanna be alone, alright
If you could spare me one last second chance
To treat you right I'd make the most of it
The days you couldn't keep your hands off me
It used to reach one hundred degrees
Remember how damn good it felt to be
So utterly in sync with somebody
When I call you up it feels like nothing's going wrong
But every time I see you face to face I learn I'm not that strong
You can vent to me about all of your friends
My lips are sealed with secrets, good intent
Maybe I'll never really understand
Why lovers can't remain the best of friends
Sometimes I call you up and act like nothing's going wrong
But every time I see her in my place I know I'm not that strong