Why I Was A Bitch

Truth or dare, right?
Yeah, "truth" or DARE.
Of course I would pick dare.
Regardless of what you said last time.
How much you liked him.
How much it hurt you when I kissed him.
How much I told you I'm a heartless, horrible person.
You're not dating.
We're not dating.
It's just a game, a silly game
For teenagers who have too many hormones
And not enough chances to release them.

He was nice and cute, right?
Yeah, "nice" and CUTE.
Of course I would take his dare.
Regardless of how much pain it would cause you.
So we made out a bit.
So I could feel his hand sliding up my shirt.
So he moaned when I bit his lip.
You're not dating.
We're not dating.
It's just a bit of fun, some sexy fun
For teenagers who have too many hormones
And not enough chances to release them.

I was a cold-hearted bitch, right?
Yeah, a "cold-hearted" BITCH.
Of course you would think that.
Regardless of how little you experienced.
You knew him first.
You had your chance with him.
You blew your one and only chance.
You're not dating.
We're not dating.
It's just that I was caught up in the moment, the wonderful moment
And I'm a teenager with too many hormones
And this was a chance to release them.