I ran upstairs
To escape the smell of your perfume
I ran up stairs
To be alone and to assume
Your talking smack about me down there
With all your friends
With all your friends
And all my friends
Took refuge in their corners
Their blankets and their closets
But I, took refure in my notes
My chords and my music
My music
And I don't understand how
You don't understand
I'm in love with your ex-best friend