Its too cliché!
I won’t say I’m in love
I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
My head is screaming “get a grip, girl!”
Unless you’re dying to cry your heart out!
Oooooh!
You keep on denying
Who you are and how you’re feeling
Baby, I’m not buying
Hun, I saw you hit the ceiling
Face it like a grown up
When ya gonna own up that you
Got, got, got it bad








