I am over you,
and over you for good...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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