Top Of The Fair Anything
I know where he lives, so I know where you are when I cant reach you on your phone
It's been 2 weeks since we talked
And I call you everyday and you know it but you don't pick up, you don't pick up
You're always running home from his house,
In tears I see you crying on your doorstep
And I don't say a word until I know what's going on until I know what's going on
All the boys they sing, "she's single again." They don't know anything, anything.
They don't know
Man are you blind? That's what my friends tell me.
I'm sick of ever wanting you.
This is just a reminder that I exist and I have feelings too.
All the boys they sing, "She's single again."
And these letters wont be read. These words I wrote contain a childish tone.
From my lips they'd sound to right.
So I'll put this on paper and know it will never be seen.
All the boys they sing, "she's single again." They don't know anything, anything.
They don't know (anything, anything)
