Oh, my distaste never outweighs interest And I feel like shit But I understand why we can't be friends again
What's with you, I ask And you say that you're above me
Oh, great heartbreak Why won't you just think straight And send me back home To sitting alone Not expecting a ring from the phone But instead I mind And I try making reasonable rhyme
Why do we speak once or maybe twice a week To have a bad time When we both know we can't look in each other's eyes It's a shame, I know And you won't ever grow to sympathize