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I wrote her off for the tenth time today
Practiced all of the things I would say
(When) she came over, I lost my nerve:
I took her back and made her desert

I-I know, I'm being used
That's OK, man, 'cause I like the abuse
I know, she's playing with me
That's OK 'cause I got no self esteem
Oh-h wa-ay, yeah, oh-ho-ho...yeah!

We make plans (to) go out at night
I wait 'till two, then I turn out the light
This rejection's got me so low
She keeps it up I just might tell her so

When she says, oh, that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she says, oh, that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can stand
Well I guess, I should speak up for myself
But I really think it's better this way:
The more you suffer,
the more it shows you really care--Right??Yeah-ha-ha

While I relate this little bit,
(It) Happens more than I like to admit
Late at night, she knocks on my door
She's [bad word] again and lookin' to score
I know, I should say no, but
It's kinda hard when she's ready to go
I may be dumb; I'm not a dweeb
I'm just a sucker with no self esteem