(Verse)
Excuse in this regard
If I make you uneasy or come off hard
My only intentions are
To let you know it's over
Not trying to hurt your heart
Though I might injure your pride
Leave your ego scarred
I could be a cold-hearted bitch
But instead I'll just say this baby it's over
(Chorus) x2
Tired of being treated like I'm stupid
Baby I'm done
Anybody feel like I feel then help me sing it, sing it
Over over
(Verse)
I could go off I could show my ass
Blow up like a match to a tanker gas (Boom)
But instead I choose to maintain my class
And simply tell you that it's over, it's over
And I leave and leave your car intact
Slashing tires, breaking windows I'm too cute for that
Keep you whip top tip not a fucking scratch
But just know that it is over, over
Excuse in this regard
If I make you uneasy or come off hard
My only intentions are
To let you know it's over
Not trying to hurt your heart
Though I might injure your pride
Leave your ego scarred
I could be a cold-hearted bitch
But instead I'll just say this baby it's over
(Chorus) x2
Tired of being treated like I'm stupid
Baby I'm done
Anybody feel like I feel then help me sing it, sing it
Over over
(Verse)
I could go off I could show my ass
Blow up like a match to a tanker gas (Boom)
But instead I choose to maintain my class
And simply tell you that it's over, it's over
And I leave and leave your car intact
Slashing tires, breaking windows I'm too cute for that
Keep you whip top tip not a fucking scratch
But just know that it is over, over
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