(Music & Lyrics: Ackerson)
Little girl, would you look around at the mess you’re making here?
Always acting like you’re the one who’s been abused
You’ll try anything or anyone who helps not to see
You’re the one who could’ve just refused
Think back to the night when you started dating
Right into the arms of your second boyfriend
While all along there’s a third one waiting
You’ve lost count, but the pattern’s the same
Little boy, won’t you look inside at the lie you’re harboring?
All you’re giving them is only what they deserve
You’ll try anything or anyone who helps you not to feel
The love you hide, ‘cause of wasting it on her
Think back to the night when you started dating
Right into the arms of your second girlfriend
While all along there’s a third one waiting
You’ve lost count, but the pattern’s the same
On to the night of your next distraction
Anything’s better than being alone
The more poison that you take the faster
You forget that the pattern’s the same
Take some time (take some time, take some time)
Take some time (take some time, take some time)
Take some time (take some time, take some time)
Back to the night when you started dating
Right into the arms of your second girlfriend
While all along there’s a third one waiting
You’ve lost count, but the pattern’s the same
On to the night of your next distraction
Anything’s better than being alone
The more poison that you take the faster
You forget that the pattern’s the same
That the pattern’s the same (the pattern’s the same, ah, ah, ah)
That the pattern’s the same (the pattern’s the same, ah, ah, ah)
That the pattern’s the same (the pattern’s the same, ah, ah, ah)
(The pattern’s the same, ah, ah, ah)
(The pattern’s the same, ah, ah, ah)
(The pattern’s the same, ah, ah, ah)