I remember when we broke up, the first time. Saying this is it, I´ve had enough, cause like we haven’t seen each other in a month. When you, said you, needed space, what? Then you come around again and say ‘Baby, I miss you and a sweare I’m gonna change, trust me’ Remember how it lasted for a day. I say ‘I hate you’, we break up, you call me, I love you.