would it be nice if i told you to leave and would it be nice if i told you i agreed and would it be nice if i told you it was over. you make my life such a mess. and i feel like i'm trapped and i must confess, i don't love you anymore. i don't love you anymore.
you said i've changed i'm not the same and you said i don't give you the love you need. so you've gone and skipped out on me. now nothing can ever be the same. why do you keep playing these games? it's not nice, its not nice, its not nice anymore.