I’ve got a problem and it goes by your name
I guess the love we had was not what I’d like to think

I guess this is maturity
To get up and run away
Every time I hear those words and see your face

I’ve got a problem and it goes by your name
I guess the love we had was not what I’d like to think

And I wish I could cut out your tongue
But it’s too late
So I’ve got my hands over my ears
Screaming, screaming, screaming

I’ve got a problem and it goes by your name
I guess the love we had was not what I’d like to think