I hear the phone, it rings so violently
Can`t leave my room, can`t breathe since she left me
I will admit, I hate those things I said
Girls always cry, guys will never admit they did
Hold on, hold on
hold on, hold on
Don`t tell me that it`s over
I`m not used to this temptation
And when you come back running
There`s no use for explanation
I think things aren`t too hopeful
Even with my expert knowledge
Most girls do mean trouble
Because they are rarely honest
What`s with the jokes, all the routines they play
Screw with my head, never cave in `til they their way
Guys like to run, chicks love to yell, you see
Guys hate to fight, girls think it`s therapy
Hold on, hold on
hold on, hold on
Don`t tell me that it`s over
I`m not used to this temptation
And when you come back running
There`s no use for explanation
I think things aren`t to hopeful
Even with my expert knowledge
Most girls do mean trouble
Because they are rarely honest
Hold on, hold on
hold on, hold on
Don`t tell me that it`s over
I`m not used to this temptation
and when you come back running
there`s no use for explanation
I think things aren`t too hopeful
Even with my expert knowledge
Most girls do mean trouble
Because they are rarely honest
Don`t tell me that it`s over
I`m not used to this temptation
And when you come back running
There`s no use for explanation
I think things aren`t too hopeful
Even with my expert knowledge
Most girls do mean trouble
Because they are rarely honest
Don`t tell me that it`s over
I`m not used to this temptation