He placed me into the friend zone
Said I made a great friend, and a great bone
But never one he'd bring home to meet his mother…
I just wasn't good enough to be his lover.
He saw me more like a brother, always said I was one of the guys
So he'd banter about other women with the boys, in my presence
After all, I was one of the boys so there was no need for pretence.
As he discussed the girls he'd kiss & bring back to his to hit
I knew his type...and I weren’t it.
However, it didn’t stop me from believing that my personality would be a win
Since he'd often complain about pretty girls having nothing else to bring
To the table, and I knew a girl like me was more than able to mentally stimulate him
You see, we got on like a house on fire
But I guess that didn't make me hot enough to be desired
Then one night, while we were alone
I made my feelings for him known
Sexual tension had clearly grown
I was now his dawg and his bone
He had his cake and was definitely eating it too
Coz despite being the one who was laying underneath his covers
He never once stopped his pursuit for potential lovers;
I was finally done being his fool.
So I made things clear, then was told the words I dreaded to hear
The friends zone was where I belonged
But he's obviously got me all wrong
Coz I am not a girl who can accept the friend zone as a place of residence
So if we can't be lovers, then I'm afraid we can no longer be friends.