Single Serving 가사

The jig is up. You know how I feel. Now what've I gotta to to convince you it's real? I guess that's why I'm singing. So here I am, still alone, waiting patient by the phone, but I know that it's not ringing. Your addiction is my affliction. I'm not your single-serving girlfriend anymore. My attraction is my distraction. I've still got one foot out the door. So here we go, one more time, one more day, I've got one more rhyme. But my confidence is thinning. I've said goodbye. I've moved along. But I still fight flashbacks all day long, and I think they might be winning. Your addiction is my affliction. I'm not your single-serving girlfriend anymore. My attraction is my distraction. I've still got one foot out the door. I'm so caught up in you. There's nothing left to do than waste my day away worrying if you're okay. There's nothing left to hide. It's you I want to stand beside... or maybe even far away. And I'll call you by your nickname if I ever get to call you. I'm waiting for next Monday, but I'm sure those plans will fall through. I'm wondering and wondering and putting off my studying. So if I fail this test then it's your fault. Your addiction is my affliction. I'm not your single-serving girlfriend anymore. My attraction is my distraction. I've still got one foot out the door