Not With Me

I'm starting to like what I see in the mirror

I wanna be properly loved by that boy

The urge to dance

The urge to know

Where are you now

My pretty boy

My pretty girl

My pretty boy

My pretty girl

Well, not with me

Well, not with me

I've been up all night

Just couldn't sleep

I saw you standing right by me

Now it's the morning

Coffee smell

And yet again

You're not my man

You're not my man

Late alarm

Hair all wrong

Phone on 2%

Everything is gone

Coffee for breakfast

Again

Again

Stain on my lips

Like a sacred friend

Well, not with me

Again Again Again

Again Again Again

Now all I have

These thoughts of you

Dreaming in the daylight

How about you?

I know you'll come

And dance with me

But till that moment

I'll stay here