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 a fun bore,
I've found a way to make an accusation.
I got a problem with more,
So give me, give me 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 the song is over.
If you leave it up to me,
I'll make a line to tune,
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 a can't prove,
To get it back to you,
That's just my signature move.
You call me crazy, (cray),
And I think it's me,
I just don't like it.
(Like it, like it).
I'm just a sensitive baby, (babe),
And you need to please me right.
(Better please me),
(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 the song is over.
If you leave it up to me,
I'll make a line to tune,
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 a can't prove,
To get it back to you, (yeah),
That's just my signature move.
(That's just my signature move),
(That's just my signature move),
(That's just my signature move).
I start fights in my dreams,
I can't get kicked off the sheets,
I don't apologize,
Or 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 line to tune,
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 a can't prove,
To get it back to you, (yeah),
That's just my signature move.Songwriter(s): Alecia Moore, Butch Walker
Copyright: Emi Blackwood Music Inc., I Eat Publishing For Breakfast, Emi April Music Inc., Pink Inside Publishing
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