i don't want to be the one that changes you but it kills me that you're changing for her
i have redeeming qualities
it's her **** isn't it
when i found out my mom had cancer you were the first to know... and at that point we hated each other. what about now?
i liked awkward freshman you, where was she then?
i don't have a ****, but i like good music and sure i don't smoke like her or drink like her or have friends like her or do sports like her but i'm me and that's good too... right?
i give good gifts
he doesn't compare to you
or maybe you just don't care
maybe he's better for me
it's the way i dress?
i'm better for you
or no, maybe it's the way i want to take you shopping and change how you dress