Fly on the wall

You don't understand what it is
That makes me tick
But you wish you did
You always second guess, wonderin'
I say yes but you just lose out every time

If you only knew what I talked about
When I'm with my friends just hangin' out
Then you'd have the inside scoop
On what to say, what to do
That way when you play the game
Baby you can never lose

(Chorus:)
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall
A creepy little, sneaky little fly on the wall
All my precious secrets, yeah
You'd know them all
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall

You'd love to know, the things I do
When I'm with my friends, and not with you
You always second guess, wonder if
There's other guys I'm flirting with
You should know by now

If you were my boyfriend, I'd be true to you
If I make a promise, I'm comin' through
Don't you wish that you could
See me every second of the day
That way you would have no doubt
That baby I would never stray

(Chorus:)
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall
A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall
All my precious secrets, yeah
You'd know them all
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall

A little communication
That'll go a long way
You're getting misinformation
Too much she say, he say

And what I say is
Come a little closer
And what I'm gonna say is

Don't Ya
Don't Ya
Don't Ya
Don't you wish you were a...
Hey!

(Chorus:)
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall
A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall
All my precious secrets, yeah
You'd know them all
Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall

credits: the cobrasnake

I AM NOT EMO. I AM NOT EMOTIONALLY DAMAGED, HURT, DEPRESSED, FURIOUS, WHATSOEVER. I DID NOT BREAK UP WITH MY OTHER-HALF (that's out to sean -.-) AND NEITHER AM I EMO.
...
Fine, maybe I'm a little.
School sucked today, for the first period, I totally forgot to bring along my graph book and now I have to do so much freaking work. Literature + math + english + chinese presentation (crap) = doom + death. I'm so gonna die. Boohoo. I feel so restless and dreadfully weary. Aw man. What the hell is wrong with me? I think I need a haircut again. :/ Or not. I don't wanna cut my hair.