I never get to do what I wanna do
My brain is fried and my it`s screwed
I`m hurting and it`s all because of you
Let me tell ya:
Nothing`s not right, not anymore
My heart is barely ticking, my complexion`s poor
I`m hurting and it`s all because of you
And oh I`m sick of crying, couldn`t you give me a chance
Oh, I`m sick of crying, couldn`t you give me a chance
Now couldn`t ya, couldn`t ya, couldn`t ya give me a chance
She`s hurting me so, awoah awoah oh oh
I was excited, and she undecided
So I didn`t get invited to the prom