Confused

I cried myself to sleep
when they told me what you said
Thoughts of you drive me crazy
but i can't get you out my head

I told him it was an accident
I broke his heart for you
i can't beleive he forgave me
But i didn't know what to do.

That morning when you kissed me
It made me want you so bad
But you only used me
And that made me mad

I wonder why i still think of you
I know i'm not in love
Actually i think i HATE you
Yet, your all i think of

What i really want to know is
What made you want me that night
Kissing you was so wrong...
But then why did it feel so right?