[Verse 1]
Wakin' up, her text on my screen,
"Good morning, babe," but what does it mean?
We ain’t official, yet it feels routine,
She got me tied up in a space between.
Dinner dates, her hand in mine,
Netflix marathons, sippin’ red wine.
But when I ask, she ducks the line,
Says, "Don’t overthink it, we’re doin’ fine."
[Pre-Chorus]
But am I the dude or just the glue?
Holdin' her close 'til she finds something new?
[Chorus]
Situationship, got me twisted,
Heart on hold, can’t resist it.
Best friend vibes, but she’s flirtin’,
Where’s the line? It’s uncertain.
Situationship, need some clarity,
Are we lovers, or just a parody?
[Verse 2]
She vents to me 'bout dudes she dates,
Then circles back, "You’re my soulmate."
Am I the fallback? The safety gate?
Or is this love just a twist of fate?
Instagram stories, we look so tight,
Her friends drop hints, but she denies outright.
She calls me "hers" when the vibe feels right,
But when I press, it’s "Let’s not fight."