It's Like Love. Girls Like Jerks, Girlfriends Don't. Zeneszám

One more sad song
You can sing along
Im not over you

Im still not over you

Im gunna hurt you
This is my harsh goodbye
Im gunna say things I dont mean
And act like Ive come clean
But we both know thats a lie

The more I ignore you
The more that I miss you
The more I adore you
The more that I hate you
You mess with my head
And Im drinking instead of
Just dealing with everything
You were my everything

Ive taken my chances
Ive made my advances
The late night phone calls
The pitiful glances
Ive questioned and pondered
Ive sworn and sinned
You put up your walls
And you wont let me in

When the funs all over
And youre lonely and down
Youll call out my name
But I wont be around

(Thanks to Betty for these lyrics)