sometimes when others tell you that you'll end up all alone because your attitude is terrible, you don't take anthing from it but it just changes how you see the person. You see them as disrespectful and envious. And you wonder if they ever loved you, at that moment you tear petals off a daisy: he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not...

It's ok baby. I'll play the man and not the ball.

I'm not happy now, but i will be.