I should have known not to kiss you, but I did. 
I should have known not to give you my number. 
I should have known not to fall, not to pick up your call. 
I should have known not to get addicted, but I did. 
I should have known not to meet you again. 
I should have known it was a bad bad bad idea. 
You see, you told me it could not go through, 
that you had this girl that’s good for you. 
Better than I guess I’ll ever be. 

But I know, and you know, she ain’t me. 
So OK, you have a girlfriend. 
At least it means you’re not gay. 
As nothing lasts forever, I’m gonna wait along the way. 
So OK, you have a girlfriend. At least it means you’re into girls. 
For what it’s worth, I’ll wait for you till it hurts. 
And it hurts. 
Shalala. 

I should have known not to fall in love with you. 
But it’s already too late to regret. 
So now I’m wandering around the city, hoping to meet you accidentally. 
It’s the worst plan I’ve ever had, but it’s the only plan I got, so I’ll stick to it. 
And OK, you have a girlfriend, what’s the big deal? 
A little imperfection ain’t gonna change the way I feel. 

So OK, you have a girlfriend, things could look worse. 
I guess there’s nothing I can do than to wait for you till it hurts. 
And it hurts. 
Shalala. 

I should have known not to call you when I was drunk. 
I should have known not to beg you to stay. 
But hey, is it so much to ask of you, to love me till I’m through with you, 
to love me till the pain goes away? 
While I try not to cry. 
While I try to be denying. 
While I try not to cry. 
You’re the one who’s gonna be crying. 

And OK, you have a girlfriend, and you don’t want me for your own. 
Where the hell did you get that idea? 
I mean, take a very good look at me. 
So OK, you have a girlfriend. 
Guess you are hers. 
For the rest of your life she’ll be your wife, till it hurts. 
And it’s gonna hurt. 
Shalala.