I hate that you don't understand me. I hate all this waiting. The other day I saw him. I don't want to believe it but my hunch turned out right. He's not wearing that ring you gave him, there's another girl by his side. You say "He's defiantly not that kind of person". Yeah, right. What does he have that I don't? Why can't I have you? They say love is blind, Oh baby, you're so blind. Please, I beg you, break it off. But I've said enough, I don't wanna hurt you.