Subliminal Sex - Second Best Lyrics

I killed my dreams for you in hopes you'd follow suit
Content with simply living off low hanging fruits
But you saw and apple in their eye you had to touch
You love them dearly and me nearly just as much

I guess I don't see the point in being second best
In a competition I never wanted to be in

Tears in your eyes well up in some old parking lot
I tried to play along and pretend I forgot
Stare at wet blades of grass and know we're not the same
I used to call you my friend, now I only call your name

But I guess I don't see the point of letting you win and
Making you proud of what's become of us