Tekster: Freshman 15. Thought Of You.

Don't believer her, don't believe her
She's a good lay but she lies much better
Don't believe her, don't believe her now

Do you know what you do, what you do to me darling?
You hate it when I call you "darling"
Well baby I'm sorry, you'll have to forgive me
At least I remembered your name
I'll bet you can't do the same (yeah)

Love ??? ...when you quit on me
I promised myself I would find another as sweet as you, but I found
Although you're not mine
(I think about you all the time)
I can't escape the thought of you

And oh my god when boys b-b-become
They become trophies, and cheating's a sport
That's what all the boys are here for
Why would girl's call you a whore?
Maybe it's true and you can't take the blame
But I never meant to call you names

My friends told me to stay away from you
They all told me what you were going to do
But I found
Although you're not mine
(I think about you all the time)
I can't escape the thought of you
I can't go on
(it's so not fair)
I thought you, I thought you cared

Don't believer her, don't believe her
She's a good lay but she lies much better
Don't believe her, don't believe her now

Don't believe her
Don't believe her
Don't believe her
Don't believe her
(now...)