Karen

I was talking too much and now it's all in my head, I keep it all to myself

I got into The Cure around the time that we met and I just wasn't myself

I got "get cake" stuck into my right leg and I know you like that, I see you like that

Girl, you got me listening to Abby again, I regret that I left but not your name on my chest

I got your name on my chest, and that was all I had left, it's been a year since we met

Forgot the name of our song but it's still stuck in my head, it plays again and again

I got Conair burning up my blonde hair, wish that I had long hair, I would really like that

Girl, you got me listening to Abby again, really regret that I left