It's Not Yet Over

Here I am; caught up over simple things. Hurt, half crazy, broken hearted girl. If I were a boy, I proceed. Pick it up; get over it. Here I stand: lonely. Where to now? Never felt this way. Ain't no way it's over. Can't tell me nothing. Shoot me down, and I shake it off. I know you want me. Time to give in. Say you will stay with me; promise. Leave it all upto you. Don't get it twisted, I know the future no matter what.