

(ooh-ooh) You wear that oversized thrifted sweater
She picked it out,
yeah she knows you better
I sit across from the coffee bar
Watching you laugh from a little too far
And I don't wanna
cross the line
She seems lovely,
she seems kind
So why's it hurt
every time you smile?
(why's it hurt)
I'm so tired of being the friend in the doorway
Wishing that you looked at me in that more-way She holds your
hand like she's supposed to do
And I'm just standing ten feet away from you
You tell me about your plans for Friday night
I nod along and say you're doing it right
I play the good buddy,
I play the part
With an anchor sitting heavy
on my heart
(heavy on my heart)
And nobody here did nothing wrong
That's what makes this hurt so long
Seeing two good people match so
well
I'm so tired of being the friend in the doorway
Wishing that you looked at me in that more-way She holds your
hand like she's supposed to do
And I'm just standing ten feet away from you
(ten feet away)
If things were different in another town
Would you turn around?
Would you turn around?
I'd never tell you,
I'll never say
I'll just watch you walk away
(walk away)
I'm so tired of being the friend in the doorway
Wishing that you looked at me in that more-way
(oh in that more-way)
She holds your hand like she's supposed to do
And I'm just standing ten feet away from you
Ten feet away... (hummmm)
Just a friend in the hallway.