The Last in Line

inspired by a Lisa Loeb song and my love life..always the last in line sigh...

I will make it without you

To my heart I must be true

You dont belong to me

I am going to leave

I care for you

I love you its true

Yet you are some strange prize

The lovely poetic lullaby

Our friendship doesnt make sense

I like things that are so good

You are so so good

I like like you

But I am the under dog

I am the last in line

I am not a model on the magazine

I am no skinny chick queen

I am your princess

I am just me

I am just your love

will you be my friend

now i understand that I more than like you

i am the under dog

I am the last in line

Please dont be my enemy

put your hand in mine

Lets fly away into the moonlight

I am your angel waiting to take you to heaven

Yet you can't seem to be leaving her

I guess I am the underdog

You wont be the end of me

I am the last in line

Don't be the end of me

Our friendship makes sense

I just like things that are so good

You are so so good

I just have to make it without

no matter how my love is true

the stars don't align

I can't have you

I am the under dog

I am the last in line