Thinking out loud on a marshmallow cloudn'cause the sun is still in hidingnI won't go back as a matter of factnand I'll put that in writingnnIf I never see you then I'll never cry all nightnlike a kid with a bellyache againnyou know too much sugar always made me oh so sick and I always regret it in the endnnI don't get it I don't get it why don't you do awaynI don't want you sending any candy kisses my waynI don't get it I don't get it why don't you go awaynnow I'm getting back up on my feetn'cause I thought that we agreednthat it don't make sense to be more than friendsnwhen it's always bitter and sweetnnIf I never see you then I'll never cry all nightnlike a kid with a bellyache againnyou know too much sugar always made me oh so sick and I always regret it in the end