Though I should hate him cause he's always wrong,
Instead I go and get him and just beg him back home.
He's just a devil, but folks on the level
I love him though he don't love me anymore.
When we have a quarrell I've got him so spoiled.
You'll see him packing though so far away from me.
Well, I'm just his fool, I'm even his tool.
I love him though he don't love me anymore.
Though I should despise him and drive him away,
Instead I idolize him and beg him to stay.
He loves to flirt so, gee, but it hurts so.
I love him though he don't love me anymore.
Ooh, why must I love him so?
Don't ask me for a reason; no, I would never know.
Well, this is all to tell except this misery is hell.
I love him though he don't love me anymore.
