... like one of those nights, This place is too crowded Too many cool kids, uh uh, uh uh (who's Taylor Swift anyway, ew?) It seems like one of those nights, We ditch the whole scene and end up dreaming ... didn't care, and I guess I liked that And when I fell hard you took a step back Without me, without me, without me And he's long gone when he's next to me And I realize the blame is on me 'Cause ... trust me." Remember how that lasted for a day? I say, "I hate you," we break up, you call me, "I love you." Ooh, we called it off again last night But ooh, this time I'm telling you, I'm telling you...