• I can't stand it,
    I demand you sit,
    And let me have my final "little" fit.

    I don't know why,
    I seem so shy,
    To admit how you always seem to make me cry.

    Yes, I saw you with that other girl,
    Face to face, no mistake.
    My stomach dropped, I thought I'd hurl,
    I hate to admit you're nothing but a fake.

    So I'll stand up tall,
    Be brave, be strong,
    Oh please, we all know that someday I'll fall,
    But when I do, oh, I'm so bringing you along.