No, No, NO!!
Why does this always happen to me whenever I date someone,
As if I thought they knew me enough to stay and come.
Ugh, it's the breakup and sadness,
I can't stand this madness!
Well I probably do deserve this mess,
I push around people and like a guy, i'll dress and act proposurous.
Sometimes I can't understand myself in my own way,
Of course some people can say. stare
It's okay,
I understand.
You probably were looking for a girl that is much more cuter or girlier.
Once more, I can't stand it, staring at you, my hair getting curlier.
My heart pumping faster,
Just to watch your disappearance improve and me turn into a disaster.
