f*u*c*k*y*o*u
Knocking on my door at 4 am
Going into hysterics, I’m sick of that game
Ain’t a piece of me, ain’t got a piece of my mind
Listen to me baby then get outta my sight
Hope you got it cause I spelled it out
Had to make myself clear rude, rough and loud
Nerve-racking, jealous, a sqealing hell-cat
Behaving like a bitch all nite
Doomed to disaster, I ain’t the queen’s jester
Come on people run for your lives
Don’t you understand, just take a look
That’s the way it goes, I’m gone for good
F.U.C.K. Y.O.U.
A pain in the neck put your head in a noose
F.U.C.K. can’t you see
Just scrape through, get rid of me
Going into hysterics, I’m sick of that game
Ain’t a piece of me, ain’t got a piece of my mind
Listen to me baby then get outta my sight
Hope you got it cause I spelled it out
Had to make myself clear rude, rough and loud
Nerve-racking, jealous, a sqealing hell-cat
Behaving like a bitch all nite
Doomed to disaster, I ain’t the queen’s jester
Come on people run for your lives
Don’t you understand, just take a look
That’s the way it goes, I’m gone for good
F.U.C.K. Y.O.U.
A pain in the neck put your head in a noose
F.U.C.K. can’t you see
Just scrape through, get rid of me
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