What Am I Gunna Do.
She says she doesn’t like me
But for some reason that’s a little hard to believe
And I’m starting to think that she’s pretty well, made up her mind.
Seems like she enjoys driving me crazy and I’m wondering.

What am I gunna do to get her outta my head?
Seems like she’s gotten comfortable and has settled in.
When I try to get her out she starts running around and I’m tired
So, uh, I guess she wins.

She makes me think about things that weren’t so important before.
She’s my breath of fresh air.
She’s all things that I never had to deal with,
But now I do, she’s changing me.

She calls me narcissistic, and I’m beginning to think that I am.
She’s the reassurance in my life.
She’s my comfort in this deep dark life.
And I’m wondering, what am I gunna do.

What am I gunna do to get her outta my head?
Seems like she’s gotten comfortable and has settled in.
When I try to get her out she starts running around and I’m tired
So, uh, I guess she wins.

She’s here to stay.
She doesn’t wanna leave, and I can’t help myself.
She’s a tenet in my heart,
There’s no reason for rent.

When she’s around I can be me, on the outside.
The times I spent with her makes me rethink my way of life.
If she was a drug, she’d be mine.
I can’t quite after first sniff and sight.

What am I gunna do to get her outta my head?
Seems like she’s gotten comfortable and has settled in.
When I try to get her out she starts running around and I’m tired
So, uh, I guess she wins.

This is my last stanza and I need to get my point across
I never wanna think of her leaving me
I need her to be all mine.
She is love, and she is mine.