Why do you stare at me like that.
Why do you say all these untrue facts.
Why do you talk about me,
with lies that could fill the sea.
You say things that aren't true,
and you think that your making me blue.
But it's tough to bring me down,
because your the one who is gonna end up on the ground.
But here's the real deal,
your boyfriend, I did not steal.
If you listen to me and see,
that he really likes me.
Every time he sees me,
he goes up, happy as can be.
We always go on walks,
because he likes the way I talk.
He likes me to call me,
and tell him how I've been.
We could talk for hours,
and nothing will turn sour.
He would come and take me to the lake,
and sorts of fun is what we'd make.
Looks like the tables are turning,
and your heart is now burning.
Don't be jealous that he likes me more then you,
and hanging out with me is all he will do.
And has more fun with me,
and I did not steal him, he came to me.
