youâve got another thing coming
if your best traits are the worst things for me
i couldnât believe that my eyes deceived me
but i should have seen this coming miles away
you starve for compliments like some sort of adolescent girl,
and that donât sit well with me
it becomes clear,
sad and sincere
you hate to be alone
but itâs not my fault
no one can handle
the kind of clinger you claim you arenât
youâve got another thing coming
if your best traits are the worst things for me
donât tell me
that iâve got another lesson to learn about your ways
âcause youâre just trouble to me
you still expect my friends to read
your wild emotions on your sleeves
but theyâre just decorations to get you noticed by the creeps
what will it take to say âenough,
and take back all your fucking stuff!â
âcause iâve got no good use for what youâve given me
youâve got another thing coming
if your best traits are the worst things for me
donât tell me
iâve got another lesson to learn about your ways
âcause youâre just trouble to me (youâre just trouble to me)
and you're too much for me to take
donât say youâll be the one i want
(youâll never be enough)
donât say youâll be what i had hoped
(you wonât be enough)
donât say youâre everything i want
âcause youâre not happy on your own
youâve got another thing coming
if your best traits are the worst things for me
donât tell me
that iâve got some other lesson to learn
youâve got another thing coming
if your best traits are the worst things for me
donât tell me
that iâve got another lesson to learn
i've got no other lesson to learn