I was walking down the road, I was walking in a line Every time I make I right, you find a way to whine I don't wanna be fake with you, or write about it in my diary You're fucking bitchy I hope you think about it, hope you think about me When I'm walking in your sleep Think about it, think about me I'm still walking down the road, I don't really know where I wanna go I'm coming up with yes, and all you say is no (why not) I don't wanna be fake with you, or write about it in my diary I'm fucking bitchy, I'm a bitch I hope you think about it, hope you think about me When I'm walking in your sleep Think about it, think about me I saw you but you didn't say hi to me I saw you and you never say hi to me I hope you think about it, hope you think about me When I'm walking in your sleep Think about it, think about me