Pencils, Friendzones, and Bathroom Dreams

(one, two, three, go!) Pencils on the tile floor

Rolling right beside her door

Third period sitting in the second row Dropped my number two pencil

nice and slow Right by Maya's desk hoping for a glance Thought

this little clumsy move was my big chance She picked it up

and handed it back to me

Said "Thanks little bro,

you're like family"

Straight to the friendzone,

nowhere left to run

Maya said "You're such a pal,

so much fun"

Now my heart is sinking down through the hall

Bouncing like that pencil right off the wall

(oh no, right off the wall!)

Stressed out hiding in the hall arcade Locked the stall door up

at Chaminade

Lost on my phone scrolling way too long

Dean kicked the door and said "Son,

you're wrong!"

Caught red-handed causing such a scene Expelled that afternoon by the principal

dean

Pack your locker, Brandon,

get on home!

Sitting on the curb with my backpack down

Realized I was chasing the wrong crowd in town

Didn't really want Maya anyway

Met a cute

skater boy later that day

(whoa, hold on!)

Done with the drama,

done with the school

Found a brand new boy who thinks I'm cool!

Left Chaminade behind in the dust Turns out that friendzone was a

major plus (yeah, a major plus!) Never picking up another pencil again!

Bye Maya, bye Chaminade!

I'm free now! (hahaha)