"I just want to be someones number one" he wrote.

It haunted me.
Why?
I have been number one to so many
It ends up in heart ache
It ends in tears
It always ends

I want to be someones number 3

Return my call
But not right away

I can count on you
but you may not be home
and that's okay

'cause when we come together
we are both present

When I'm your number one you smother me
When I'm your number one you take me for granted
When I'm your number one I don't feel like me anymore

Yes, I know
I am no longer me
I am now us

But us should be more, not less, of who I once was

I liked it better before I was number one