i probably shouldn`t be telling you this,
but no matter what you do to me.
I`m still here, for some crazy reason I`ll
stick around through the bad times and the fights.
I`ll make up excuses for why you didn`t call,
why you never cared.
I`ll keep coming back for more, even
when you push me away. I think I`m
just staying around so that one day when
I finally do leave for good, you`ll look
back and
and say;
wow, that girl really did love me