The person who loves unconditionally you have placed on standby
They're only good enough when your type has made you cry
You can tell them you love them and it would be easy
But to say you're IN love would be telling a lie
See the person on standby is a national treasure
They're there when you feel like your life's under pressure
No matter the day or the hour
They're there to help get you out of bad weather
Your type showers you with gifts,
Wondrous trips,
Shoes, jewels, and outfits to match
But tell me this love can they tell you your favorite color
What about the things you want to do before becoming a mother
Can you express moments from your past and get feedback
Or are they too busy looking for the plug asking "Where the weed at"
You sit in the corner reminiscing on the past
Wishing you didn't give up on the best you've ever had
You go to hit them up and you realize it's too late
They went from your standby to someone else's mate