You're done 'cause you really didn't think it through And I'm dumb 'cause I thought that you would tell the truth Love songs mean nothing 'cause of girls like you Roses are red, violets are blue, I hate you So I wrote this one for me (whoa) Tryin' to make sense of my life (whoa) Did you know that you're so pretty? (Whoa) But you're so ugly when you lie Hey yeah, yeah You crossed the line And then you twisted the knife deep inside Hey yeah, yeah All my ignorance turned to confidence Now you're done 'cause you really didn't think it through And I'm dumb 'cause I thought that you would tell the truth Love songs mean nothing 'cause of girls like you Roses are red, violets are blue, I hate you You're done 'cause you really didn't think it through And I'm dumb 'cause I thought that you would tell the truth Love songs mean nothing 'cause of girls like you Roses are red, violets are blue, I hate you Actin' tough till the lies start to add up Yeah you'll fight 'cause you know you like it rough Then you make it better with something sweet Then you turn up the heat Baby, pour some sugar on me Hey yeah, yeah You crossed the line And then you twisted the knife deep inside Hey yeah, yeah Don't wanna talk about it, nah, forget it You're done 'cause you really didn't think it through And I'm dumb 'cause I thought that you would tell the truth Love songs mean nothing 'cause of girls like you Roses are red, violets are blue, I hate you You're done 'cause you really didn't think it through And I'm dumb 'cause I thought that you would tell the truth Love songs mean nothing 'cause of girls like you Roses are red, violets are blue, I hate you You've got your looks, your pretty face And your body language (oh) Dancing under the rain now And you broke my sunshine Yeah, you broke my sunshine You're done 'cause you really didn't think it through And I'm dumb 'cause I thought that you would tell the truth Love songs mean nothing 'cause of girls like you Roses are red (God, I hate you) Now you're done 'cause you really didn't think it through And I'm dumb 'cause I thought that you would tell the truth Love songs mean nothing 'cause of girls like you Roses are red, violets are blue, I hate you (Ahh ahh Ah ahh-whoa)