Don't make me do the things that you want me to do Like going out dancing and listening to All your songs about somebody new. A crossword game you play while you're shuffling names I'm the answer to questions you wanted to say Eight letters across for true love. Don't wanna be the girl on the side waiting for her goodbye Holding out hope that you'll finally find I'm the one that you need by until you see I won't wait till you fall for me So call me a missed opportunity. Our friendship to the test, a broken ego at best But I'd rather hang on to whatever is left of my pride If it means goodbye You know I can't refuse things you want me to do Oh, I'd be hangin' on by a string if I could So I'll walk away 'til some other day. And it'll break my heart for sure I'm supposed to be yours 'Cause I saw it in a dream last night.