It\'s over, a break-up then we make-up and when we fake one thing they\'ll know. With you, I beccame much more than a woman but to you I\'m still a little girl. I thought I became a queen, you world. But your eyes was blinded when they came along & I know I did not do anything wrong.
I have my back against a wall not knowing which way to turn. But I did turn to you over & over and this porcelain heart kept breaking again & again, I guess I\'ll never learn.This so-called love is becoming like a migrain, hurts like hell but it won\'t go away & everyone can see that I\'m still in love with you to this very day.
I don\'t want to stereotype & say men have no feelings but most of them don\'t. Was it just for fun, just to get on top? Just cause I\'m a big girl doesn\'t mean I have no heart. It\'s noticeable that I\'m wearing it on my sleeves. Thanks for taking advantage & grabbing it right away. But question, when can I have it back? It\'s over, a break-up, there won\'t be no make-up but I\'ll consider it when you make up for the things you lack.
Nah papi, syrup won\'t stick this \"love\" together again. & I never seem to cheer up cause I try to see you only as a friend.
It\'s over, a break-up, & I still don\'t know which way to turn. I may put my mind into it, but my heart will never learn.
