Yeah, so this is lyric idea is totally taken off fragmented blue, my fictionpress idol. Check out his/her one-shot 'Crash'. It's so much better than my attempt. Anyway, you might get this, but if you didn't, then I suggest reading my story 'Save The Saxophone, Save The World'. But if you still don't get it, wait a few days, the most a week, and then you might get it then. Cheers.

Song is 'U' by Super Junior M. Check 'em out. I dare ya. Translation from Yoonie of Aheeyah, a Korean lyric translation website.

“Why are you with her?”

“Because she makes me feel good.”

“She’s the spawn of Satan.”

“Don’t fucking say that—”

1. When you attack me with an angry voice,
There's no way I can win.

“I don’t understand why you would be so attracted to her. She’s just so weird.”

“And what am I? The coolest person on Earth? She and I’ll be weird together.”

“I can’t believe you kissed her, just like that. I can’t believe you guys are together.”

“Yeah, well. . . .”

“But, seriously, why Talia? Why did she just agree to go out with her? It’s just. . . . sudden.”

“Well. . . . what, do you think I don’t like her?”

“She doesn’t like you as much as I do.”

2. ‘Cause I can't stop thinking about you, girl.
I'm going to make you mine.

“And why do you like me? It’s like Juno. The cool kids are always attracted to the freaks—something so entirely different from them—”

“We’re not so different.”

“You’re popular, and I sit with the faggots of the school at lunch.”

“And what does that make me?”

“Doesn’t matter if you’re gay. Popular people won’t care—”

“What about Dave Quinn? He’s gay, and now he’s a reject—”

“That’s because he really liked his boyfriend. He’d do anything for Matty—”

“And who’s to say I wouldn’t do anything for you?”

3. To make you mine, I'll risk all that I've got ,
I'm going to lose it all.

“You wouldn’t do it. I know you wouldn’t—Shit,” I hiss.

4. Cause I can't stop thinking about you, girl

Isaiah pins me against the wall, applying a kiss to my neck, and I cringe in disgust.

I croak out, “You’ll never get with me.”

5. I want to be with you.

Isaiah slams my body against the wall again, kissing below my ear.

“I hate you.”

6. No, I can't stop thinking about you, girl.

He slams me once more, biting my earlobe.

“I love her,” I grit.

7. Don't just leave me here.

Isaiah sinks his teeth in hard, drawing blood, his bloody lips whispering against my skin, “She loves you as much as I do?”

8. ‘Cause I can't stop thinking about you, girl.

I bite my lip, my eyes shut so tight I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to open them again, and I try to ignore the sting in my neck. And my left hand comes up to fist Isaiah’s shirt, and I can feel him grinning against my neck, and hell, yes, I wanna crush his dreams. He thinks I’m gonna fucking cooperate, he’s got another thing coming.

9. I want us to be together.

“Fuck you,” I spit in his ear, my fingers curl into a fist, and in seconds filled with gasps and stifles of words, blood spurts out of his mouth and stains his teeth.

10. No, I can't stop.

“I just want to be with you,” Isaiah chokes, clutching his stomach as he collapse to the floor, tears staining the ground.

11. ‘Cause I can't stop.