You said it yourself, you can't help but flirt
And I'd be the first to admit I'm easily hurt
I can't take things lightly - you said I'm always in a huff
I know it was just that once but what if that's enough?
Just shut the fuck up and tell me bit by bit
'Cause all I can see is his hand grabbing a tit
I do one-four-seven-one the minute I get in
And if your number's not there your stuff stays in the bin