Why am I always forgotten Like gum under the table Forgotten and discarded I never feel regarded Wishing i was included in your plans But you don't even see me It's always gonna be her Type of girl from poetry (Ah, ah, ah) Baby my time will finally come (Ah, ah, ah) Until then i'll be gum under the table ♪ If you only gave me one chance I promise i will be less But you don't have no eyes for no one If she's not a blue eyed blonde I get so sick of being picked last always Never quite enough for you to stay And create a life together Hope your happier with her (Ah, ah, ah) Baby my time will finally come (Ah, ah, ah) Until then i'll be gum under the table ♪ And nobody sees nobody sees what was in Now i'm sitting here thinking what we could've been ♪ Think my time has finally come To be thrown out just like gum ♪ Until then I'll be gum under the table