Sitting in class early Sunday morning,
A little hungover, stomach’s still turning,
Had a crazy weekend, partying with you,
But even drunk me couldn’t make a move.
I can slide in on any random girl,
But when I’m with you, it’s a whole other world.
I get nervous, I get butterflies,
I can’t even look into your eyes,
Even though for years you’ve been a part of my life,
I can’t speak the words that are floating in my mind.
They say love is kind, they say love is patient,
But waiting around is making me anxious.
I don’t know what to do with all these mixed signs,
One day we don’t talk, the next day you’re all
mine.
I can’t do it anymore but I also can’t leave,
Like my mind says no, but my heart still believes.
So as I sit here hoping, thinking about you in this lecture,
I quietly and patiently wait to be tenured
From best friend to boyfriend, the promotion I deserve,
But the longer the holdup, the more I become unnerved.