Am I some sort of distraction, baby? Fulfilling the need for attention you crave? Is it enough to entertain you? You talk to me more than you talk to him If it was me that would get under my skin But you wrire me off, so no one can blame you
I'm done
Hanging on the words you say 'Cause I don't want to get in the way You swear you're in love But he don't understand you like I do And I wanna be more than this But he's a drug you can't quit And I'm just the glue that keeps you from falling apart The substitute for the hole in your heart (He don't understand you like I do)
Now that my patience is wearing so thin I'll stop this before it can ever begin I don't like your games but you make me play them Is this temporary or is this for real? It's hard to believe that you feel complete When he's the polar opposite of me
Now I'm done
The way you feel must be so sweet The satisfaction you get talking to me The way you feel must be so sweet The satisfaction you get talking to me When are you gonna stop?