It's not fair for me, isn't it
How come you've known me for years
And never asked me to be your girl
Why her, not me?
You've known her for two weeks
But of course everyone finds someone unless it's me
When is my turn to be happy? When is my turn to be loved
But the knife just went too deep I'll bleed again, again, again
Do you even love her
More than you love me
Cause you don't seem so sure of the meaning of the word love
And I think I know the meaning better than you do
But of course everyone finds someone unless it's me
Uhhhhh.. ahhhh uhhh
Ahhhh....
Uhhhhh..
Ahh...
For now I'll try and be happy
And I know I'll find somebody
But the knife just went too deep I'll bleed again,
Again, again