I feel like I'm always too nice but I could be wrong
And love is like rolling the dice but I take too long
And I just want to know what this love is, could it be real?
Which tells me if I play my cards right, she'll tell me how she feels
You're so ungrateful
You put my love on the shelf
You're so ungrateful
You make me hate my
I'm guessing that I was too nice, cause you did me wrong
And I'm such a goddamn mess, you really strung me along
Now it is apparent to me, not worth your time
Not like it matters to me, I'm doing just fine
You're so ungrateful
You put my love on the shelf
You're so ungrateful
You make me hate myself
You make me hate myself
You make me hate myself
You make me hate myself