It's pretty sweet
When you call me
Out the blue
When I'm feeling blue
In the wintertime
When I can't regulate my mood
Or the heat in this room
You bring my favorite
Sweater of mine
And when I smell that fruit
Its sweet like you
Pretty sweet
You elevate the ones around you
You lay down in my room
And let me
Tell you jokes
That you won't
Ever even laugh at
I'm not funny
I'm not cute
Like the boys on the TV shows
But you let me know you love me
Cuz you feed me when I'm hungry
I'm just bumming
I'm not trying to get
Anywhere in this life
Except right by your side
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly
It's pretty sweet
When you write some notes for me
Written in the books I pretend to read
Your pink pens
On dull black letters
Somehow they make me feel better
And when I turn the page
I see a smashed flower
You must have picked it
And then left it in the early hours
But then I should have know
Cuz I always
Sleep so bad when you go
I'm not funny
I'm not cute
Like the boys on the TV shows
But you let me know you love me
Cuz you feed me when I'm hungry
I'm just bumming
I'm not trying to get
Anywhere in this life
Except right by your side
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly
If you're a fruit then I'm a
Fly
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly
Fly
Fly
Fly
I'm not funny
I'm not cute
Like the boys on the TV shows
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly
Fly
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly
Fly
If you're a fruit then I'm a
Fly
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly
Fly
If you're a fruit then I'm a fly