Heathers

I was walking down the road, I was walking in a line

Every time I make I right, you find a way to whine

I don't wanna be fake with you, or write about it in my diary

You're fucking bitchy

I hope you think about it, hope you think about me

When I'm walking in your sleep

Think about it, think about me

I'm still walking down the road, I don't really know where I wanna go

I'm coming up with yes, and all you say is no (Why not)

I don't wanna be fake with you, or write about it in my diary

I'm fucking bitchy, I'm a bitch

I hope you think about it, hope you think about me

When I'm walking in your sleep

Think about it, think about me

I saw you but you didn't say hi to me

I saw you and you never say hi to me

I hope you think about it, hope you think about me

When I'm walking in your sleep

Think about it, think about me