"It's a sleepless night she's calling your name It's a lonely ride I know how you want her Again and again you're chasing a dream yeah But Johnny my friend she's not what she seems Does she make you weak well that's the way that she wants you You're strung out again She´s taken you over You've been here before why can't you let go" Johnny B by The Hooters Playing head games. Hmm. I wonder what that really means. I hate him for being right, I hate him for knowing, I hate him for being so cute, I hate him for... everything.