I've got a way
Of making everything a confrontation
And you've got a way
Of bringing out the worst in me
You say it's just if I'm bored
I found a way to make an accusation
I've got a problem with more
So gimme, gimme everything
Stop!
Not my fault, not at all!
I can't help you! What you want?
Get in line! Take a number!
Get you when my song is over.
If you leave it up to me
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I'll make a lie the truth
It's true!
And then I'll
Break it up, make it bleed
Tell you that it's you not me
Make a scene at a show
Just because the wind blows
Shoot myself in the foot
To make a point I can't prove
To get it back to you
That's just my signature move
You call me cra-(cray)-zy
And I think it's mean
I just don't like it (like it, like it)
I'm just a sensitive babe (babe)
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And you need to please me right (you gotta please me, you better please me right)
You know I said I would change (change)
I did, I went and tried a different outfit (didn't, didn't fit, feel you knowing it)
And if that's not enough, (no)
You won't be riding dirty tonight
Stop!
Not my fault, not at all!
I can't help you! What you want?
Get in line! Take a number!
Get you when my song is over.
If you leave it up to me
I'll make a lie the truth
It's true!
And then I'll
Break it up, make it bleed
Tell you that it's you not me
Make a scene at a show
Just because the wind blows
Shoot myself in the foot
To make a point I can't prove
To get it back to you (yeah)
That's just my signature move
(That's just my signature move)
(Yeah, that's my signature move)
(That's just my signature move)
I start fights in my dreams
I kick-a-kick off the sheets
I don't apologize
You wouldn't see it in my eyes
I'm not a good best friend
If there's a rule, I will bend
That makes it trouble for you
It's all I know how to do
I'm not responsib-, stop!
(Haha, yep)!
Not my fault, not at all!
I can't help you! What you want?
Get in line! Take a number!
Get you when my song is over.
If you leave it up to me
I'll make a lie the truth
It's true, (oh)!
And then I'll
Break it up, make it bleed
Tell you that it's you not me
Make a scene at a show
Just because the wind blows
Shoot myself in the foot
To make a point I can't prove
To get it back to you, (yeah)
That's just my signature move