I'm still on the drugs,
I'm still missing the hugs...

So sick of everyone and all there lies,
so sick of girls and all them guys...

I havnt felt this way about some-one like you in...
we have more incomin the drugs and a bong...

I always end up hurt,
feeling alone and sad...

Im sitting here once again,
wishing that my life would end...

We both wine and b!*ch,
and we fight like hell...

Im sick of loving,
i shall love no more...

Them boys can keep on tryin,
keep flirting and asking me out...

People tell me you like me,
and you have told me so...

You are who you are,
and thats all you can be...

Your doing it again,
you just had to call me a name...

Im so stupid,
i dont like you i know...