Some girls get burned one time
Walk out and slam the door
Somehow, I'm still right here
Stupidly back for more
I was a hopeless romantic
Till something inside of me died
Now, I haven't cried since early 2005
I guess I have a pretty high pain tolerance
And I used to think it was a big compliment
I'm too okay with the "I'm yours, you're mine"
When you're really only half mine
If I consider the consequence
If I got little acknowledgement
I wouldn't need a pretty high pain tolerance
You'd think someday I'd learn
How it's supposed to be
Missed calls, red flags, bad vibes
He's just not that into me
And that's really not good for me
It's the definition of crazy
But somehow, it never sinks in
I fall hard for it, then I fall for it again
I guess I have a pretty high pain tolerance
And I used to think it was a big compliment
I'm too okay with the "I'm yours, you're mine"
When you're really only half mine
If I consider the consequence
If I got little acknowledgement
I wouldn't need a pretty high pain tolerance
I guess I have a pretty high pain tolerance
No, I wouldn't need a pretty high, pretty high, pretty high
And I wouldn't need a pretty high, pretty high, pretty high
I guess I have a pretty high pain tolerance
And I used to think it was a big compliment
I'm too okay with the "I'm yours, you're mine"
When you're really only half mine
If I consider the consequence
If I got little acknowledgement
I wouldn't need a pretty high pain tolerance
I guess I have a pretty high pain tolerance
Some girls get burned one time
Walk out and slam the door
