I thought you were cool,
I thought you were nice,
I kissed you once
Then kissed you twice.
And I still think you're cool,
That part is true,
But it doesn't mean
I'm in love with you.
Did I not make it clear
Or did you simply not hear
When I told you it was no more than a fling?
I needed something temporary,
(You know, relationships kind of scare me)
I just needed someone who doesn't cling.
You may be cute, you may be tall,
But you're clingy, and I don't need that at all.
I may not have made it obvious enough,
But I don't need you. Don't like that? Tough.
So I'm either a prude, a slut or a tease.
I can't be none of them? Really? Oh please.
Enough with your labels, I know you're just mad
That I dumped you like that. Still not over it? That's sad.
And now, if you please, if you wouldn't mind,
Get out of my life, if you would be so kind.
So what if I'm a tease, a temptress, a flirt?
I am only human. So stop acting hurt.
Bye.
