Lyrics by Ruriko Kubou
Music by Hiromasa Izuchi
Don't talk to me about another girl with that innocent look on your face
Coming up short on kindness, I see
Don't come to me just to coddle you when you're sad or times are tough
I'm not your Mama, you know
Saying you're tired and falling asleep with your back turned toward me
So careless and egotistical, you've gotta be kidding me
If, if, if, if you love someone, you'll tell them over and over again, right
I, I, I, I'm not getting enough of your love, so stop messing around, you're too selfish for me
On the whole, frankly, men act like spoiled children with no compassion
On the whole, men are always so damn self-centered it really pisses me off
Don't think you've won me over just 'cause you said you've loved me before
Those aren't the things that count as love at all
You don't tell me where you are, you don't come back till morning
If you keep up these fickle habits of yours, screw all this
If, if, if, if you love someone, you'll tell them over and over again, right
I, I, I, I'm not getting enough of your love, so stop messing around, you're too selfish for me
On the whole, frankly, men act like spoiled children with no compassion
On the whole, men are always so damn self-centered it really pisses me off
I know that there has to be a response to how you love someone
But I'm still asking why I'm giving it away, and what I should do
If, if, if, if you love someone, you'll tell them over and over again, right
I, I, I, I'm not getting enough of your love, so stop messing around, you're too selfish for me
On the whole, frankly, men act like spoiled children with no compassion
On the whole, men are always so damn self-centered it really pisses me off