Song For Lucas

We met in an office
He was working on a different project
I used to steal his garbage can
And try to make eye contact

We sat in the blue chairs by the window
He told me about working and bachelor parties
And I was in, I was infatuated

I didn't get his last name, I don't know where he lives
We never went out, we didn't even kiss
But there's something about this player boy with his perfect slicked back hair
And I'm trying not to carе

He was gone all the timе, traveling for business
And I wished that he would come back to the boring old office
So he could call me by my last name and make fun of my loud phone calls
I was in, absolutely infatuated

I didn't get his number, I don't know where he lives
We never went out, didn't even kiss
But there's something about this player boy with his perfect slicked back hair
And I'm trying not to care

I left him my number on a cute little note
Maybe he saw it, but I'll never know
And the last time I reached out on that stupid picture app that he likes
I sent him a message and got no reply

I didn't get his number, I don't know where he lives
We never went out, didn't even kiss
But there's something about this player boy with his perfect slicked back hair
And I'm trying not to care

Oh I'm trying not care
Cuz he's probably not even there
And he's somewhere like Philly or Salt Lake City or White Plains, New York or Hayward, Wisconsin
But it would be creepy if I stalked him...

And I promise I don't care