you’ve got another thing coming
if your best traits are the worst things for me
i couldn’t believe that my eyes deceived me
but i should have seen this coming miles away
you starve for compliments like some sort of adolescent girl,
and that don’t sit well with me
it becomes clear,
sad and sincere
you hate to be alone
but it’s not my fault
no one can handle
the kind of clinger you claim you aren’t
you’ve got another thing coming
if your best traits are the worst things for me
don’t tell me
that i’ve got another lesson to learn about your ways
‘cause you’re just trouble ...