when you're ok it's all right
but you've got it all wrongyou see it's not alrightto make my nights longjust because you're all gooddoesn't make me okaythere can still be bad for meeven on your best daysand not to be selfishor even self-centeredbut you know if i'm doing badas soon as i enterso do good by meand i would stand by youinstead you make me hate love...why you?