Girlfriend On Demand

In the beginning
You came on so strong
You were polite
And full of charm

You got what you wanted
Then it wasn't very long
Before you dropped the act
And hot became lukewarm

You can tell everybody
That we're just foolin' around
But, baby, don't fool yourself
I know what's going down

If you won't hold my hand
How can you call yourself my man?
If I, if I can't meet your friends
And your family, how can I be
Your girlfriend on demand?
If you won't hold my hand

Give me one good reason
I should sit around and wait
If you control my destiny
How can I trust in fate?

Go ahead, take your time
I want you to be free
But I won't stay here by your side
While you're denying me

If you won't hold my hand
How can you call yourself my man?
And you, see you don't understand
What this does to me, how it feels to be
Your girlfriend on demand
When you won't hold my hand

You whisper that you love me
But you won't say it out loud
You act like you're ashamed to be with me
I want a man who's proud

Tell me to my face I'm not good enough
What could you possibly be thinking of?
Why won't you look me in the eyes
When we're making love?

If you won't hold my hand
Then how can you call yourself my man?
And you, you don't understand
What it does to me, how it feels to be
Your girlfriend on demand
If you won't hold my, hold my hand

Hold my hand
It's all I'm asking, baby
To hold my hand

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