I had finally stopped thinkin bout you.
Then you jus up and call me outta da blue.
So now wat da hell am i to do?
What am i jus supposed to let it go again?
See this is wat i hate bout boys who think they\'re men.
They kno how to end this but not where to begin.
You kno how to tlk your shyt to make me look bad.
Then you wanna tell me to calm down wen i get mad.
Wen all this is over, i dnt kno if ill be upset or glad.
But even afta all we\'ve been through, you think I lik your friend.
Things for us aint lookin good, but I dnt want \"us\" to end.
And now its startin to look lik dis is more den we can mend.
So no matter wat happens, ill neva 4get you or wat we had.
How i cood kiss you 1 second n the next you make me mad.
Ill always remember the Good times and not the Bad.
