I'm sorry for you Not sorry for me (not sorry for me) You don't know who in the hell to or not to believe You like to hurt me you know that you do You like to think in some way that its me and not you You like to have me jump and be good, but I don't

Come get it bae You wanna ride it, my motorcycle You've got a license, have you got the right to Gonna pop a wheelie, don't try too high too Take it easy on the clutch, 'cause girl I like you I can do anything you need None of them boys know the first

I know all about you And you say that it's alright And I know that it's a lie From the black in your eyes Like there's no one that cares about you You don't have to act like you're alone Like the walls are closing in around you You don't have to pretend

And baby, I was made to be your man 'Cause you were born to be my baby We got something to believe in Even if we don't know where we stand Only God would know the reasons But I bet he must have had a plan My heart beats like a drum (all night) Flesh to

Tell me that it isn't true All of those awful things that I have heard I don't want to believe them, all I want is your word I have heard rumors all over town They say that you're planning to put me down All I would like you to do Is tell me that it

Anymore, anymore I still don't have the reason And you don't have the time And it really makes me wonder Give me something to believe in 'Cause I don't believe in you So this is goodbye, yeah If I ever gave a fuck about you I wonder if it even makes a

You've been running around and cheatin', baby Don't you tell no lie, ah, don't you lie And don't mean what I say But if I have to leave you, baby Get yourself together, girl Tell me while you're jivin' While all my love is true All my lovin' and a

Just don’t leave Don’t leave I’ll drown my beliefs To have your babies I’ll dress like your niece And wash your swollen feet I’m not living I’m just killing time Your tiny hands

You just want what you can't have I'll call the cops If you don't stop, I'll call your dad And I hate to do this to you on your birthday Happy birthday by the way "It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit You know that's bullshit Don'tcha',

She knows about me and I know about her You don't have to tell me that you don't care I know you do Don't tell me it's just a girl ting, oh, ahlie You think that I love her, but I don't want her She knows about me And now you know It's been good, but I