Tell me please
How's it feel
To be beaten at your own game
I saw that first glance
I knew what happened
But I gave you a chance
So tell me
How's it feel
To be beaten at your own game
Don't try to call me
You never want me
Heaven forbide
I go out with someone
Who isn't you
I'm not crying
Not ripped in half
But your crying
Cause she knows about you
So tell me
How's it feel
To be beaten at your own game
Everyone knows
What are dirt-bag you are
No one will have you
For that
I'm glad
I know her now
The girl you cheated me for
She's nice
and we both agree
You can go to Hell
