You
think I'm crazy or something.
Always following you around.
Always saying my hopeless case.
Running obsession into the ground.
You call me a loser.
You call me a shadowing fool.
Look over your shoulder and you say I'm haunting you.
So why do you call me?
Why do you look for me?
And why do your eyes follow me the way they do?
You hold me responsible.
Yeah, so I stand accused.
Causing all the trouble after high school.
Between him and you.
Yeah,
you call me a loser.
You call me a shadowing fool.
But I was a good girl.
Yeah, till you
taught me what it means to be true.
So why do you call me?
Why do you look for me?
And
why do your eyes follow me the way they do?
Why do you call me?
I know you look for me.
Why do your eyes follow me the way they do?