I'm sorry girl
But this has got to end
The constant calls
These bitter trends
I dont want to be apart if this "group"
I really dont even want to be around you
I hate hearing your voice
And the way you say my name
It seems to fall out easily
I hear a lot about you, your always in this game
This time Im the queen
And honey youre the rook
You think you scare me
Baby, Im not the least bit shook
But you have not other fun things to do
Just you and your crew thinking about me
You keep me on speed dial
My phone is ringing
I crack that smile
You know that smile I get
When I just dont give a sh*t
Your opinion doesnt matter to me
Yet you bother with what I do
I know who I am & I know what is true
But I listen to your judgments
The lies and crooked names
Lets start all over, can we play a different game?
Im almost fed up with the harrassment
And the stares
Im really quite puzzled with why the hell do you care?
Ive said it before, you know this needs to stop
As time has provve it clearly never will
So if your that worried with the way I spend my time
Memorize my phone number
So you can call it from other lines
I know you enjoy it, I know you get a thrill
But please call after seven
Your running up my bill.
