She knows me. She knows me. Sometimes I have a weird way of showing my love. And I always expect her to know what I'm thinking of. She knows me. I treat her so mean I don't deserve what I have. And I think that she'll forget just by making her laugh. But she knows me. She knows me too well. Knows me so well. That she can tell. I really love her. She knows me too well. I get so jealous of the other guy. And then I'm not happy til I make her break down and cry. When I look at other girls it must kill her inside. But it'd be another story if she looked at the guys. But she knows me. She knows me too well. Knows me so well. That she can tell. I really love her. She knows me too well. She knows me. She knows me. When I look at other girls it must kill her inside. But it'd be another story if she looked at the guys. Cause she knows me. Knows me so well. That she can tell. I really love her. She knows me too well.