How do you expect me to trust you all the way,
if you keep thinking I'm cheating everyday?
You're starting to act like all the rest,
and I really think I need to get this off my chest.

I hate that when I'm mad at you,
I'm the one feeling blue.
When I hang up and you hear the phone smack,
I'm always the one calling you back.

I'm sick of crying everyday,
but with you I really want to stay.
Seems like all you make me do is cry,
and once again I want to die.