I'll admit my love

When skies aren't blue.

When I become purple,

When I think this through.

You could never "like" me;

You checked out those guys.

You did it before me,

Right before my eyes.

That's a friend thing,

Talking 'bout "like".

You don't even know

What it does to my psyche.

But we're just friends,

Best friends, it's true.

I'm talking 'bout me

And talking 'bout you.

I don't "like" you,

After all we're just friends.

These thoughts torture

My mind to no end.

You walk in straight lines,

I walk like a drunk.

I need to clear my mind,

Get out of this funk.

You don't "like" me,

And I don't "like" you.

'Cause I am not purple,

And skies are still blue.