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