I’m not the one you call
When you’re looking for compliments
I’m not the one at all

I’m not the one you call
When words are what you want
I’m not the one at all

But if you ever want somebody who
Will wake up every morning wanting you
Make it me, make it me

I’m not the one you want
When showing off’s your thing
I just ain’t got the front

I’m not the one you want
If playing games is king
I’d rather just be blunt

But if you ever want somebody who
Will wake up every morning wanting you
Make it me, make it me
Make it me, make it me
Make it me