End

I'm confused and mad.
I'm happy and lonely.
I'm tired and sad.
What are you doing to me?

You're messing with me.
You're screwing up my head.
It's like this endlessly.
Get off of my bed.

I'm so upset
All because of you.
Ever since we met
You've been stuck to me like glue.

I should have thought
That you wanted something.
But I can not be bought
By the things you may bring.

I shout this to the world
And those who cannot hear
"I am not your girl
The end is finally here."