Why do i always en up being one of the lads, yes I sat their and drunk ale with you, listening to how much you like one of my closest friends when inside i am screaming whats wrong with you, i like you and I’m standing right here are you blind? Then i realise that if you can confide in me that much then you clearly know that i am here, but all I am ever going to be is you’re friend,but i’ll tell you what mate THE FRIEND ZONE sucks!
