when i think of all the time we spent talking and laughing all the nights we stayed up on the phone of all the strugals we've made it through of all the heartbreak we felt of all the fights of all the names and dirty thoughts of all the times id hit him and cry and cry of all the nights i lost rest thinging i would never look at him again of all the times i said i hated him and pushed him away of all the dirty looks and glears of all the backstabbing girls of the lies no matter what we go through i always end up confessing to you im still in love with the boy who stole my heart and never gave it back