Aren't You the Girl

Arent you the girl who used to call me names?
Arent you the girl who used to play at games?
Werent you the one who said shed never fall?
Now youre the one whos cryin not so tall.
Yes youre the one,
Shall I throw you a crumb?
Shall I come and pass you by?
Would that make you want-a try?
Shall I come and kiss your lips?
Would that make your rain slip?
Shall I come and dry your eyes?
Will that make you realize?
Oh I know what its like.
Its happened many times to me.
Oh do you ache inside,
Do your eyes want-a cry?
Do you want me back again?
Arent you the girl who used to call me names?
Arent you the girl who used to play at games?
Werent you the one who used to run and hide?
Now youre the one whos cryin way inside.
Oh I know what its like.
Its happened many times to me.
Oh do you ache inside,
Do your eyes want-a cry?
Do you want me back again?