Testo di My Girl

my girl's mad at me.i didn't want to see a film tonight.i found it hard to say.she thought i had enough of her.why can't she see?she's lovely to me.but i'd like to stay in and watch tv on my own, every now and then.my girl's mad at me.been on the telephone for an hour. we hardly said a word.i tried and tried but i can not be heard.why can't i explain?why do i feel this pain?cause everything i say, she doesn't understand.she doesn't realize. she takes it all the wrong ways.my girl's mad at me.we argued just the other night.i thought we got it straight. we talked and talked until we got it light.i thought we agreed.i thought we talked it out. now when i try to speak she says i don't care, she says i'm unaware, and now she says i'm weak.