The Party

So it seems like you’re my one good friend
I have a bad habit of picking the worst
But you and I can talk and laugh for hours on end
About odd things, almost making our guts burst
I’ve liked you a lot, probably much longer
Than you – before you even really noticed me
I’m not sure what it is about you that I hunger
Maybe it’s everything and nothing, only a simple dream

It took me a bit; I wanted to tell you something
Instead what came out was a quiet invite
You said you’d come along, and I felt like I wanted to sing
Silently dreaming of a fantasy night

I never thought I’d feel this way about someone
In fact, I don’t even want these feelings
When you’re around, my heart beats like a drum
I don’t feel like myself, I’m like a new human being
I was painted an electric red when you told me that
I had to stay right next to you the entire time
I will never be able to tell you the simple little fact
That that would have been more than fine
I had apologized if I wasted away your night
But you proved me wrong and said that we’d talk
About all sorts of things that come to mind, right?
Now I stand alone in a corner, desperate for a walk

I need to clear my head
I can’t tell you how much I was looking forward to this
Disappointment from my blueness is what I’ve bled
As I never expected me capable to miss
Anyone this much before - you’ll be back in a week
You told me so after your parents crushed our hopes
I wonder why I’ve come, there’s nothing here I wish to seek
I ran into another friend, and we both feel like silly dopes
We came trying to make the best of it
Only to fall down again in our disappointment
He says he’s need of a fix
Looking for a lighter, we lighten the weight and vent

I’m back standing in a corner of a room, all alone
Never found a lighter for that smoke
I slide down the wall and sit on the floor next to the phone
I’d like to talk to you, as this feels like some bad joke
I tried, but I couldn’t ignore the smoke and smile
This is a red, white and black affair
I’m dressed appropriately, but I can feel they see the vile
Even though they know I’m doused in blue, none of them care

Except for you, but you’re not here
I stand alone in the corner at the party