Life on a tour bus seems like a cage.

A million girls are always screaming their names,

Everyday becomes the same.

My best friends don’t have time for me any more,

These are the times that make my heart sore.

They have turned into pixels on my TV screen,

I don’t blame them, reality can be mean.

My best friends chose this life,

And I am the one who makes the sacrifice.

I get a phone call once in a while,

The things they say never fail to bring a smile.

“Hey, I miss you, oh wait, sorry, we’ve got a meet and greet.”

Their fans have been lining up on the street.

I say goodbye and hang up the phone,

Now I’m left in Jersey all alone.

My best friends are the best you will be see,

No matter what they are always there for me.

I am a best friend who is undercover,

My best friends are the Jonas Brothers.

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