You say my name like there could be an us.

Humiliation.
You can't get enough out of laughing at me.
You went as far as to pull my chair from underneath me
and I landed squat on the ground.

There are bruises now.
And I only have you to thank. I can't sit quite right anymore

I'm the only one in love.
So stop "saying my name as if there's an us."


I best tidy up my head.
Because I'm the only one in love.