Over you all my buddies would swoon
But I felt we were in tune
You let me up in your room (damn)
But to me girl you’re still off limits
No matter all the times that I hinted
Infatuation was authentic
But yo I just pretended
So I wouldn’t lose the friendship
Maybe I should spill all my guts
Or write a letter, then tear it up
Or do a song just to say what’s up
I want just a touch
Love you like you was mine
Think about you all the time
Very close friend of mine
But respect the thin line
--j5, thin line