You say that I'm messing with your head, Boy, I like messing in your bed
So what if I go out on a million dates?
You never call or listen to me anyway
I'd rather rage than sit around and wait all day
Don't get me wrong, I just need some time to play
All my life I've been good,
But now...
I'm thinking, "What the hell?"
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