My emotions are something I'll always hide.

Am I strung out, crazy, or not allowed, to be the one who gets stupid over you? Lazy, laid back, maybe you're just on crack; why am I the one who gets fucked up and confused? He doesn't care at all, he doesn't care at all; he doesn't care about those times we never shared at all. If I were the last of the few who always ask, would you still be the same person that I knew? And if it's, for me, another boring story, I swear I'll act enthused.

Calling for the good old days.

My mind wonders as I'm trying not to fall in love with you; 'cause every time I awake, I ponder on my mistakes of what I said. It is always my esteem that I sure lose, playing those stupid games as I always end up chasing you. I can't help myself anymore, rehearsing my thoughts as I'm too scared to come to your door. I pushed it all aside, just to stand next to you; but now you won't talk to me for something that I didn't do. It's not gonna work. And I'm trying not to think of you, I'm all confused as I think of the things that I would do. I'm all shook up as I get all nervous inside, my emotions are something that I will always hide.

Don't tell me that it's over.

There was a time long ago, but it seemed like yesterday when all I wanted was you. And now you make a segway, as you turn your face away, and I know your words aren't true. And I don't want your lies, and I don't think that I'm better than you inside. And you can take off your disguise, 'cause I can't see the truth that's hidden behind your eyes. And all those words that you don't say, just mean less and less each day; you can't make me shed a tear. I think about tomorrow, another day of sorrow; but I don't think that I'll be here. And I don't want your lies, and I don't think that I'm better than you inside. And you can take off your disguise, 'cause I can't see the truth that's hidden behind your eyes.

She could have been one of the bitches.

I know I'm pathetic, I knew when he said it; a loser, a bum's what he called me when I drove him home. There's no more waiting and sure no more wasting, I've done all I can but he still wants to be left alone. You got, you got, you got to help me out, and I'll try not to argue. No one, no one, no one likes a drop-out; mistakes are hard to undo. Don't pull me down, this is where I belong; I think I'm different, but I'm the same and I'm wrong. Don't pull me down, this is where I belong; I think I'm different, this is where I belong. I think it's disgusting, believing and trusting; If I gave a fuck, there would be nothing for me to prove. Although it's amusing, it's slightly confusing; I've done all I can but his ego is still hard to move. You got, you got, you got to help me out, and I'll try not to argue. No one, no one, no one likes a drop-out; mistakes are hard to undo.

Her eyes went down, and cut you up.

And when the day ends, I'm sure he feels sorrow. The lonely girl I am, I wait for him to change. I've been here two days, I'll sure be here tomorrow. I'd eat him out if he were on my dinner plate. And I wish he'd be more kind now. I'm out of luck, 'cause the shades are pulled down. I've seen everything there is to be shown, I followed him all the way home. I can't be too cool in a tree with my pants down, the air is cold and I've got splinters in my feet. He caught me once, but I don't think that he cares now. Unlike before, his view is now blocked by a leaf. And I wish he'd be more kind now. I'm out of luck, 'cause the shades are pulled down. I've seen everything there is to be shown, I followed him all the way home. I bet this last time's the one time too many, the rush of waiting is burning through my head.