Can you do better? Cos you were pretty damn sure that you could I read your scarlet letter So did every girl in the neighbourhood Could you do better? Cos I'm sick of all these games that you play, play You're the trendsetter For these dangerous decisions you make
And I ain't trying to hold onto something like you, so sick and twisted I just came to tell you a little something so that you can really understand If you were trying to hit me right there then boy, you aimed, you missed it Guess I can play your battle better than you can and I just wanted to let you know
I fucked him on your birthday Oh yeah I fucked him on your birthday Oh yeah And I'm not even Not even Not even sorry I just wanted you to know I fucked him on your birthday
And he made me ahhhhh Better than you
You picked the wrong girl to mess with I can hurt you harder than you'll believe Such a shame that I picked your best friend And I left a long message on your new girl's answer machine
Why am I trying to hold onto something like you, so sick and twisted? I just wanna show you I'm a mess cos of you I've lost my way And if you're gonna play it like that Then I'm gonna hit you back, can't resist it I'm addicted, so I fucked him on your birthday
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah I fucked him on your birthday And I'm not even Not even Not even sorry I just wanted you to know I fucked him on your birthday
And he made me ahhhhh Better than you
An eye for an eye That's what you always told me Bet you wish you hadn't, now I wrote a different story When you mess with my heart You better expect to regret that Revenge is a dish served best when it's tripping and dripping in sweat, wet turbojet Dancing on his silhouette And I know I'm disrespecting ya But at least you won't forget me, huh? And I'm not even sorryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
