I never told anyone I could've went to UC Berkeley. They were offering me a late registration.
500 something miles away from you. Maybe it would let me forget you so I could move on.
Instead my heart beat my head. I stayed at Cal State Long Beach. I stayed because I thought you and I would get back together.
Now I don't know what to do. I'm starting to think we'll never get back together. I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose to punish me.
Why do I do these things for you?