You think I'm crazy or something,
   always following you around.
   You say I'm a hopeless case,
   runa n obsession into the ground.
  
   You call me a loser.
   You call me a shadowing fool.
   Look over your shoulder
   and you say I'm haunting you.
  
   So why do you call me?
   Why do you look for me?
   Why do your eyes follow me the way they do?
  
   You hold me responsible.
   Yeah, so I stand accused
   of causing al the trouble
   after high school
   (Between him and you)
  
   You call me a loser.
   You call me a shadowing fool.
   But I was a good girl
   yeah, 'til you thaught me
   what it means to be true.
  
   Why do you call me?
   I know you look for me
   Why do your eyes follow me the way they do?