I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars, just ain't enough to put some ink ta
So fuck it, I'ma start right here i'll just be brief.
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad
It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back
It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna yak
What else can I do, I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of you, now all I wanna do is ....