Hey, I just met you and this is crazy. But here’s my number, so call me, maybe.
Cause when I’m with him I am thinking of you. Thinking of you, what you would do if you were the one who was spending the night. I wish that I was looking into your eyes.
Hate me today. Hate me tomorrow. Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you. Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow. Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you.
I don’t want your body but I hate to think about you with somebody else. Our love has grown cold. You’ve intertwined your soul with somebody else.
Welcome to my lyrical adventure through life, love, and live shows.