Verse 1:

I'm sick of wondering when you're gonna call
so I'mma get my number changed and not worry at all.
I'm complex--I'm a run-a-wayer sometimes
I wanna stay but go
expect a player sometimes
if I don't know
and so I probably won't see you again--have a good life.
it's for the best, yo I'm in love with my pen
and so you see yo this could
never really work out between us,
no, not really
I don't mean this
but I will sincerely
by the time that you hear me
I plan to be over you by then
I'm building the bridge now
though it feels paper thin
might send you a postcard
or a sampler
but only when I forget that I can't stand ya

it gets so hard to remember, with you I'm like a child
I see your eyes and start floating on a cloud
and I realize I'm just wildin' out loud
...matter fact I'm dialing your number right now

HOOK...

I must really hate me to love you
when you don't call
don't care, come by
dont share
dont do nothing but cause me pain
I must be messed up
I must be insane

I must really hate me to love you
when you don't call
don't care, come by
dont share
dont do nothing but cause me pain
I must be messed up
I must be insane

Verse 2:

Look, I'm sick of wondering when you're gonna change so I'mma
stop thinking that you're ever gon change
it's that simple.
I know that a cute smile with a dimple doesn't mean that you're gonna be true
even though that's what it says to me
every single time I see it
and to me it's like 'give him another chance'
my brain understands...
it just takes my heart a while to catch up
my brain be talkin bout how you foul and messed up
but then my heart's like: "he be lookin good, so overlook it" and
don't play games, even if that's where he took it
so I wait for you, be checking my phone--have faith for you
stay alone, preserve a place for you
it's so tragic, my brain says so
but my heart's like: "shut up...I'mma never let him go
but now my brain's on the come-up with a query so true: "you love a man like that--what that say about you??"

**Repeat Hook**