Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? You only loved to see me breaking, you only want me cause I’m taken. You don’t really want my heart, you just like to know you can still be the one who gets it breaking, you only want me when I’m taken. Thank you for showing me who you are underneath, I don’t need another heartless misery. You think I’m doing this to make you jealous, and I know that you hate to hear this, but this is not about you anymore.