Should I send my bf a YouTube video that includes me singing this? Like, maybe me singing it in the background while I and others act out the "fun" stuff that happened between us. But just as a joke about what I once thought about him, not to be mean.
Untitled, sung to the tune of "Scandalous" by Mis-Teeq:
So so so scandalous.
You know I'm still in love with you. (Mmm-hmmm.)
That's why I know I should be scared of you. (Mmmm-hmm.)
You know I want a life with you. (Mmm-hmmm.)
I make excuses for the things you do.
Last year-- you weren't on meds.
We got-- stuff in our heads.
I thought-- that I was dead
from my deep dark depression.
Therefore-- I took a chance.
A good circumstance.
No longer shy to dance.
And we weren't all that close yet.
I thought that you were just another friendly geek.
But then you sued my ass and got me labeled as a freak.
You made sure it would be impossible for me to speak.
I loved guessing your intent while you were hating on me.
You got me feeling like a really bad girl.
You give me indigestion and you make me want to hurl.
The things you do even make lawyers' hair curl.
I'm your number 1 scapegoat when it comes to Lars's world.
You're dangerous; decieving me.
I'm dangerous; don't mess with me.
It sometimes seems you're testing me
to see how I react to stress.
I need some consolation, baby.
A little explanation, maybe.
Please help make this a little less crazy.
Oh, what a mess!
Scandalous.
So scandalous.
Scandalous.
So so so scandalous.
A southern gentleman.
I was your biggest fan.
I'll do all I can
to make up for my mishaps.
Perfect-- all around.
Except-- when your mood went down.
Trapped in-- a bedroom town.
And we still weren't that close yet.
You never even tried to talk or type to me first.
You just informed on me because you always think the worst.
From that day on my life has been mostly cursed.
I thought that I could trust you but alas my bubble burst.
You got me shaking and my hair was falling out.
I cannot stand the fact that you still think I'm such a lout.
Is lying to the court what loving Lars and me's about?
Or did you think I wasn't coming back the time that I "moved out"?
It happens to the best of us.
The things you do-- so scandalous.
It's not about the two of us.
So there; I understand that line.
I need some consolation, baby.
A little explanation, maybe.
The crap you do just drives me crazy.
I miss my baby.
Scandalous.
So scandalous.
Scandalous.
So so so scandalous.
A little explanation
goes a long long way.
That's an indication
that you want me to stay.
Now show me that you're good, oh!
You're dangerous.
Can't handle this.
The things you do--
so scandalous.
It is about the two of us.
Or else why am I not welcome back?
I need some explanation, baby.
That'd be some consolation, maybe.
You're playing mind games, making me more crazy.
It seems you're shady.
You're dangerous;
the others say.
You're torturous, my mother says.
Your ego will be torn away.
Because of what you did there.
You still act like you know it all.
And that will be your great downfall.
That's when I'll probly get a call
from you begging me to care.
I need an explanation, baby.
And perhaps to change your ways, maybe.
Just a little for the sake of our baby.
This is just crazy...
Untitled, sung to the tune of "Scandalous" by Mis-Teeq:
So so so scandalous.
You know I'm still in love with you. (Mmm-hmmm.)
That's why I know I should be scared of you. (Mmmm-hmm.)
You know I want a life with you. (Mmm-hmmm.)
I make excuses for the things you do.
Last year-- you weren't on meds.
We got-- stuff in our heads.
I thought-- that I was dead
from my deep dark depression.
Therefore-- I took a chance.
A good circumstance.
No longer shy to dance.
And we weren't all that close yet.
I thought that you were just another friendly geek.
But then you sued my ass and got me labeled as a freak.
You made sure it would be impossible for me to speak.
I loved guessing your intent while you were hating on me.
You got me feeling like a really bad girl.
You give me indigestion and you make me want to hurl.
The things you do even make lawyers' hair curl.
I'm your number 1 scapegoat when it comes to Lars's world.
You're dangerous; decieving me.
I'm dangerous; don't mess with me.
It sometimes seems you're testing me
to see how I react to stress.
I need some consolation, baby.
A little explanation, maybe.
Please help make this a little less crazy.
Oh, what a mess!
Scandalous.
So scandalous.
Scandalous.
So so so scandalous.
A southern gentleman.
I was your biggest fan.
I'll do all I can
to make up for my mishaps.
Perfect-- all around.
Except-- when your mood went down.
Trapped in-- a bedroom town.
And we still weren't that close yet.
You never even tried to talk or type to me first.
You just informed on me because you always think the worst.
From that day on my life has been mostly cursed.
I thought that I could trust you but alas my bubble burst.
You got me shaking and my hair was falling out.
I cannot stand the fact that you still think I'm such a lout.
Is lying to the court what loving Lars and me's about?
Or did you think I wasn't coming back the time that I "moved out"?
It happens to the best of us.
The things you do-- so scandalous.
It's not about the two of us.
So there; I understand that line.
I need some consolation, baby.
A little explanation, maybe.
The crap you do just drives me crazy.
I miss my baby.
Scandalous.
So scandalous.
Scandalous.
So so so scandalous.
A little explanation
goes a long long way.
That's an indication
that you want me to stay.
Now show me that you're good, oh!
You're dangerous.
Can't handle this.
The things you do--
so scandalous.
It is about the two of us.
Or else why am I not welcome back?
I need some explanation, baby.
That'd be some consolation, maybe.
You're playing mind games, making me more crazy.
It seems you're shady.
You're dangerous;
the others say.
You're torturous, my mother says.
Your ego will be torn away.
Because of what you did there.
You still act like you know it all.
And that will be your great downfall.
That's when I'll probly get a call
from you begging me to care.
I need an explanation, baby.
And perhaps to change your ways, maybe.
Just a little for the sake of our baby.
This is just crazy...
