I heard about your little fight. I'm glad that she's gone. Now she knows why no one ever calls. You're better off alone. Love is just a cruel game that girls play. All good things end. I heard about that other guy last night. It's just "a little kiss." But she'll lie and say she won't remember but she'll remember this: "Goodbye, I'm leaving, It's over, I'm not sorry." Love is just a cruel game that girls play. All good things end. "Goodbye, I'm leaving, It's over, I'm not sorry."