This ain't nothing I could understand
I can't keep telling myself this boy a friend
Steady lying to his face
But I'm stupid and I can't let him go
Why is he a hold of me?
Why do he got me lying?
Always on his page
Kinda like I'm spying
Yeah I got a man and so called in love
I can't make a decision by myself
I'm just use to thugs
I hate myself for meeting him
I hate myself for callin
I just hate myself for
Falling.