[Verse 1] You kept me on the bench while you called me your friend Had me reading every signal like a note I could bend I brought you coffee, heard you talk about him Then went home with my jaw set, trying not to cave in You liked the attention, liked the safe little routine I was filling every silence, you were keeping it clean Now you say I changed—yeah, I finally did I quit auditioning for a part you never meant to give [Pre-Chorus] Don’t call it mixed messages, don’t dress it up sweet You drew the line in ink; I’m done waiting in the street [Chorus] You got me all the way messed up If you think I'm drinking this bitter cup. I'm tired with being treated like a waste of space. Crazy to think you used to make my heart race. Friend zone? More like the end zone. So stop asking me "Where'd you go?". Friend zone? More like the end zone. "What changed?" (Tch..) Wouldn't you like to know. [Verse 2] You saved my number under “good guy,” what a prize Kept me close enough to lean on, never close enough to try I heard every late-night story, every name you adored Then you wondered why I finally walked out the door No more soft replies, no more waiting on your call No more acting like your backup makes me feel ten feet tall You can keep the little throne and the crown you made of air I’m not your emergency contact, I’m not always gonna care [Pre-Chorus] Don’t call it mixed messages, don’t dress it up sweet You drew the line in ink; I’m done waiting in the street [Chorus] You got me all the way messed up If you think I'm drinking this bitter cup. I'm sick with being treated like a waste of space. Crazy to think you used to make my heart race. Friend zone? More like the end zone. So stop asking me "Where'd you go?" Friend zone? More like the end zone. "What changed?" (Heh.) Wouldn't you like to know. [Bridge] Keep the pictures, keep the story where you’re always right I’m done rehearsing arguments alone at night You wanted me available, loyal, quiet, close Now the door is shut; that’s the answer you chose [Final Chorus] You got me all the way messed up If you think I'm drinking this bitter cup. I'm done with being treated like a waste of space. Crazy to think you used to make my heart race. Friend zone? More like the end zone. So stop asking me "Where'd you go?". Friend zone? More like the end zone. "What changed?" Well, lemme tell ya--- Oh, you got me all the way messed up If you think I'm drinking this bitter cup. Say goodbye to treating me like a waste of space. Crazy to think you used to make my heart race. Friend zone? More like the end zone. So stop asking me "Where'd you go?". Friend zone? More like the end zone. "What changed?" Girl, wouldn't you like to know. (Friend zone? More like the end zone.) (Friend zone? More like the end zone.)
