You think I’m all right with this?
Walking into my life,
And pulling my heart strings to and fro,
Knowing full well how much it hurt?

You think I’m not upset about it?
Apologizing over the phone,
The times I’m close to snapping,
Then publicly insult me all over again?

You think I forgot what you said?
How you got to know me and didn’t like it,
That I should stay away from you,
Because I make you look bad?

You think I’m that much of an idiot?
That I’d really still believe
When you say you care about me?
This is all I have to say to you now:

You think I’m all right with this?
You think I’m not upset about it?
You think I forgot what you said?
You think I’m that much of an idiot?