Bella and Jacob

I change my mind like a mbwa mwitu destroys clothes
Yeah, wewe PMS like a girl I would know
And wewe always think, always speak cryptically
I should have known that you're no good for me

'Cause he's hot and you're cold
He says yes and wewe no
His in and you're out
His up and you're down
You're wrong when he's right
His Black and you're white
We fight, we break up
We hug, and make out
You, wewe shouldn't wanna stay, no
But you, wewe don't really wanna go, oh

We use to be as one, so in sync
The same energy now's a dead battery
Used to talk 'bout everything, now you're plain boring
I should have known that you're no good...