Texty: Karlie Dyment. What To Think Of You.

Last time, I dated you, you broke my heart too many times
Last time, I refused to do what you wanted me to do
And I got the police involved
Last time, I dated you, you didn?t want me for me, you wanted me for what I could do

And I don't even think you realize, what I said
My friends and family were mad
It started of, I think your hott
And then it turned into trouble
And I don't even know what to think of you

We talked, at the Friday night, football game
His sidekick, in the car driving along route 120, driving home
I had no clue what he was trying to do
So, I'll blame it all on him

And I don't even think you realize, what I said
My friends and family were mad
It started of, I think your hott
And then it turned into trouble
And I don't even know what to think of you

Here we go again

Today, I woke up, thinking about what to do
I'm not sure who to tell
Or how I should take care of things
I gotta go out of town so I?ll take the mustang and go
Whatever happens here, stays between us, doesn?t go anywhere else

There's just another little problem here

I don't even think you realize, what I said
My friends and family were mad
It started of, I think your hott
And then it turned into trouble
And I don't even know what to think of you

Look what you did
Look what you did
Look what you did

Oh, look at what you did
I don't even think you realize, what I said

Well it turned into trouble?oh yeah
And I don't even think you realize, what I said
Yea, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Oh Yeah

It started of, I think your hott
And then it turned into trouble
And I don't even know what to think of you
Oh, yeah, baby, yeah , ohh, yeah

(Thanks to Karlie for these lyrics)