when i think of the girl i want   i always come across your name   and when i try and write the perfect   love song they all sound the same   because there all about the gils ive dated   about all the time ive wasted   trying to find the perfect one   but your my only one      so stop me from fuckig up again   i always choose the wrong girlfriend   help me out here do whatever it takes   im so tried of makeing mistakes   write it on a post-it attach it to my forhead   maybe then i wouldnt forget    what you said when u didnt need me anymore   because i cant find a solution to this   so called beloved confusion you put me in   why couldnt you love me the way the other girls do   but i never loved them back   i just sticked to you      im dyeing in this desert   stranded and you couldnt    even have the time   to bring me a fresh refreshment   because you were to busy with   the decision on wether today your hair    sould be up or down   god damn your so self-centered some times   self-righteous in your mind   somtimes you could make me hate you   to late, to late, to late.......