Next Time

So sweet you hold my hand In the store, like we're married You buy me gum, kiss my head Sing my songs when our city gets too scary I can't compete with other girls, oh their looks Can't compete with oh their style Yet I've got the model guy who should be with Barbie Yea I got him on my speed dial When you left, do I call Do I text ooh now its fall The leaves are dry, I've hit a wall I just wanna know, do you still think about me The way I think of you, when will you come home We were so happy, what do I do Time goes so slow, till the next time I see you I pass our round and round on our little kiddie playground The vision fades of your smile and your laugh All that's left is just the sound I can't compete with other girls, oh their looks I can't compete with oh their style And though you're far far away hanging with Barbie I still got you on my speed dial When you left, do I call Do I text, do I call The leaves are dry, I've hit a wall I just wanna know, do you still think about me The way I think of you, when will you come home We were so happy, what do I do Time goes so slow, till the next time I see you I can't compete with other girls, oh their looks I can't compete with oh their style And though you're far far away hanging with Barbie I still got you on my speed dial