Pretend Friend - Soft Serve Lyrics

You look right away as our eyes meet
Need just another hand to hold all of your things
Tripping on the bricks like a thought out tease
In your hand a cone of soft serve ice cream

One more time I'll act like I don't know any better
But girl I see your footwork getting better all the time
You got used to keeping track of me
You say your sweet tooth brings good company

I think oh my god
I will lose my cool and start to nod
Good lord, she could never be
The sweetest flavor of all I need
I'd taste her sweet
From her hands to her feet
Yeah

I caught you running on your way out the door
I said I'd intercept you girl
Before you hit the floor
And I'm mess
That ain't nothing new to me
I know you care
But you won't dare to make a scene

I think oh my god
I will lose my cool and start to nod
Good lord, she could never be
The sweetest flavor of all I need
I'd taste her sweet
From her hands to her feet
Yeah

So turn around one more time
I will try to catch your eye
One more time
Darling mine
Please don't
Don't walk on by
Don't walk on by

I think oh my god
I will lose my cool and start to nod
Good lord, she could never be
The sweetest flavor of all I need
I'd taste her sweet
From her hands to her feet
Yeah