A lot of suitors are courting my moon
from pole to pole they shine
and draw a line that separates me from my moon,
stars are provoking me but these cold feet are stopping me.
I tried and attempt to tell you how I feel
but I fail, because he has a pail
and I’m inside of this zone
chained inside of this jail.
And I am laid up in this hell with a broken heart
I was here to be your lover
but you treated me like your maid
and let me watch you with your lover,
you have made me live like a slave
I want to fight for my feelings
but you have already thrown the towel inside of the ring
and I can’t go out from this ring because
friend zone is like a mafia, you’ll never get out.
