Why am I always forgotten
Like I'm under the table
Forgotten and discarded
I never feel regarded
Wishin' I was included in your plans
But, you don't even see me
Its always gonna be her
Type of girl from poetry
(Oh-oh-oh)
Maybe my time will finally come
(Oh-oh-oh)
Until then, I'll be gum under the table
If you only gave me one chance
I promise I would be your last
But you don't have no eyes for no one if she's
Not a blue-eyed blonde
I get so sick of being picked last always
Never quite enough for you to stay
Recreatin' life together
Hope you're happier with her
(Oh-oh-oh)
Maybe my time will finally come
(Oh-oh-oh)
Until then, I'll be gum under the table (Gum under the table)
(Ooh)
(Ah-ah)
Nobody sees
Nobody sees what's within (Ah-ah)
Now I'm sitting here
Thinkin' what we could've been
(Oh-oh-oh)
Think my time has finally come
(Oh-oh-oh)
To be thrown out, just like
Gum (Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
Until then, I'll be gum under the table (Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)