I'm tired by ~just-a-child-to-you I'm tired of being that Hard candy girl, that Suck-that-lollipop-baby girl, that Ooh-hunny-that's-so-good girl I am not here to make you Feel good, I'm not here to be your baby girl, doll face tootsie hunny I'm tired of being that hard-on-the-outsie girl, that bi-polar-darling girl, that, good-for-experimenting girl I've got news. I'm not a dressing room for you to try on your homo cocktail dress to show you a good time I'm not your "do that again" Ooh baby when I'm with you everything else falls away you say but for God's sake don't tell your boyfriend Oh well. Here I am again, crying on my bathroom floor wishing you were here wishing you were mine but you're not and he has you but he doesn't deserve you And he uses you but Oh well. Here I am again on this homo-rolo-coaster left here all alone once more but, NO I'm done This is the last time you leave me crying out for you on the floor of my room The last time my lips touch you In that forbidden place and-- Shhh, don't cry It's quiet and I'm holding you And suddenly, I'm crying I'm alone I'm tired I'm tired of the way your hair brushes my face and the way your lips pout when I deny you and the way your eyes fall on me when he's holding your hand This emotional tearing hurts so bad, but even though I swear this is the last time, we both know this time tomorrow, I'll be crying I'll be tired.