I have a small confession, I think about you most of the day

What you might be doing, who you're with, and what you might say

I've asked you to come over, but you're so busy with your own life

The more you stay away from me, I want to see you all of the time

Let's call it an obsession, I think about you most of the day

My friends all know there's something up, but I'm afraid of what they might say

And still, most every day, you're busy doing what I can't imagine

Can you not make some time for me? It wouldn't have to be that often

'Cause it's been weeks since you last came around to my house

And in that time, I can't keep these thoughts at bay

But in the week since you last came around to my house

Something changed, I don't see you through the day

You stay away

You stay away

You stay away

You stay away from me

You stay away

So while I'm still confessing, I think about you most of the time

But what's becoming clear to me is that I'm likely not on your mind

Today I saw you walking home, I wanted to pull over and say

"Can you not make some time for me?" But I let you go on your way

'Cause it's been weeks since you last came around to my house

And in that time, I can't keep these thoughts at bay

But in the weeks since you last came around to my house

Something changed, I don't see you through the day

And now I know that you were never more than a friend

And that's alright, I don't need you to explain

'Cause when I started thinking of you, well something must have changed

And that's why now I don't see you through the day

You stay away

You stay away

You stay away

You stay away from me

You stay away