They stand on stage in a triangle
And I sit by you.
My legs are crossed
With a hoody over them.
We whisper everything that comes to our minds
Even though we're not supposed to talk.
Even though we're just friends.
I wonder why they stand in a triangle
And you say that's the only way three people can stand.
I disagree with you
But you say they'll never stand like that.
I smile and so do you
As our elbows knock against one another.
And for one second I think
Why wouldn't we work?
Why is it something that's so damn impossible?
I wonder why you're so against us.
And then I remember
There's not just two of us
I'm also standing in a triangle
And I wanna get out.