Busy bird that’s what you are because I cannot love you
there is only one person I love and people wonder who
Cause they’ve never met you since you are always at work
“Hey isn’t there that person you like, why do you like them? They don’t even hang out with aren’t you hurt?”
People can’t know that I am the busy bird
That you do not love me, I love you my feelings are the one that lurk
I am always doing something and by the time I am back
you are with your other friends and my heart starts to crack
I’ve always wanted this to be more than some silly game
But I know that you’ll most likely never feel the same