This next guy doesn't get it
"He and I are together" just won't fit
going from one girl to the next
each is betrayed by her own text
although a guy like him portrays dream
he causes us to be frazzled at the seams
sitting in the middle of our maroon chairs
he will compliment her and I as a pair
but out of our Sunday morning scene
things fall back in place and we realize we play by his means
