

(ooh-ooh-ooh) we could keep on talking
and make it even worse
i could say i’m over it
when both of us know i’m not
i only came for you
this is what you wanted to do
you kept saying
one minute
then one minute more
i knew where this was going before
you said a word
why do i feel bad?
feel bad
just because i got mad?
i was right
i was right
so why does it feel so
bad?
you cried when i was leaving
i didn’t want that too
but staying there beside you
was worse for me and you (ooh-ooh)