You

you keep me at arm's length you must like to be alone and I keep obsessively checking my phone you don't text you don't write in fact, you don't do anything right so why am I thinking of you morning, noon, and night my friend's keep telling me I need to see the light 'cause a man like you is never going to do right I think it will be a cold day in Hell before I find a man who will respect me the way I like