Do you ever get sick of her? You could maybe think of me sometimes
I wonder if you listen to the same music as I do?
I’m just the girl who hangs out with her

I’m always the other girl, the second choice, I’m never more
I was born to be
Her best friend, it never ends
Her best friend
Best friend
Oh yeah, oh yeah

He gave you a hug, but he tapped me on the shoulder
He wasn’t looking into your eyes
He’s not yours, or mine

I’m always the other girl, the second choice, I’m never more
I was born to be
Her best friend, it never ends
Her best friend
Best friend
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh ya ya ya