Favorite Hello

(ooh-ooh-ooh) You walk in late with your backpack falling,

I'm pretending that I'm not watching.

You say my name like it's nothing new,

Like I don't spend all day waiting for you.

You steal my pen,

then you steal my chair,

Mess up your hair like you know I care.

You ask me questions you already know,

And I fall a little harder every time you say hello.

It's a stupid little thing,

I know, But my heart does something I can't control.

You smile at me,

and I forget That you're somebody else's favorite text.

You're my favorite hello,

my hardest goodbye, The reason I stare at the ceiling at night.

You're the song in my head that I can't turn down,

The boy that I look for in every damn crowd.

And I know, I know,

I'm supposed to let go,

But how do you stop what you don't want to know?

You say my name,

and I lose all control.

God, I hate that you're my favorite hello.

You tell me about the girl you're seeing,

I nod along like I know what you're meaning.

You say she's funny,

you say she's sweet,

I dig my sneakers into my seat.

You ask if I think that you'll last forever,

I say, "Of course," like it doesn't matter.

Then you walk away,

and I sit there still,

Trying to convince my stupid heart to chill.

Maybe in another life,

another town,

You'd be the one who's waiting around.

Maybe you'd look at me and finally see The girl who's been

right here so patiently.

But this is this life,

and you're not mine.

I guess some things just don't get their time.

You're my favorite hello,

my hardest goodbye, The reason I stare at the ceiling at night.

You're the song in my head that I can't turn down,

The boy that I look for in every damn crowd.

And I know, I know,

I'm supposed to let go,

But how do you stop what you don't want to know?

You say my name,

and I lose all control.

God, I hate that you're my favorite hello. (hello...)

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