We were texting back and forth for awhile.
You were witty with a sexy toothy smile.
But before the green could hit the light, you said
the timings just not right.
You said maybe, we should just be friends.
I was weary, but you seemed sincere not pretend.
But when we hung out in real life *real life*,
I guess I felt internal strife.
You said we should be friends, maybe we could be friends. *background oows*
You said we should be friends, yeah lets be friends. *background oows*
You were sweet, like an ice-cream to my brain,
like straining water, it's not something that one can retain.
But as I felt I wanted more *and more*, there'd be no prize behind that door.
My ice-cream friend, my ice-cream friend, my ice-cream friend, my ice-cream...
*bckground oohs*
Guitar:
This one is hard to remember, but... something like:
Picking A chord and moving b string from 2nd to third fret and opening, then E2,G2,B2 and slide b string from 2 to 3 and open.
A2,G1 then then add and slide b3 to b2.
G2 and B3, G2 High E2, G2 and B2.
