I don't wanna call it off, but you don't wanna call it love You only wanna be the one that I call "Baby" You can kiss a hundred boys in bars Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling You can say it's just the way you are Make a new excuse, another stupid reason Good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) Well, good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling Good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) Well, good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling And when you wake up next to him in the middle of the night With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife And when you think about me all of those years ago You're standing face-to-face with "I told you so" You know I hate to say it, "I told you so" You know I hate to say, but, "I told you so" Kenzie had always questioned her sexuality aince a young age but growing up in a strictly Christian household she found herself suppressing who she really was. She had always dated men so when she met Svree it was no different the same old feeling of like he wasn't enough. But she stayed unlike the others Svree thought she was his soul mate so she didn't leave after 5 months like she usually did. She found herself staring at Svree's older sister Ingrid Alexandra. She felt a stirring in her chest. She hated it, it went against everything she was taught as a child and she might not believe now but she for sure as hell still felt guilty. Svree had proposed and she acted happy but that night when their hotel room door closed he asked her point blank. He could see the hesitation in her eyes when he asked and how her eyes darted over to his sister. Svree: Do you really wanna get married? he asked taking his suit jacket off and his tie