why i hate that song

'Cause it's nine in the afternoon
and i lie beside him, staring into
his eyes as only the very newly in love do
as if they have never seen the other before

And your eyes are the size of the moon
as i search his face, not just his eyes
sketching it in my head, trying to memorize
every damn line

You could, 'cause you can, so you do
because good friends could be
even better boyfriends, because he
is a surprisingly good kisser for a geek.

Feeling so good, just the way that we do, 
as usual our friendship has a certain spark
but unusually this time as we lay in the dark
we acknowledge it's lovers we should be instead

When it's nine in the afternoon
and it never will be this time again, we will never
be in this comfortable way beside each other again, whatever
i do, but unaware of our future i smile as he holds me