You, all I wanted was you.
And I, thought that your love for me was true.
But now, It is time to finally let you go.
Your smalltown broadwayshow is over now.
‘bout time those curtains closed.

Turn around, I tell you turn around.
Those little games you’ve played are over.
You know I’m not your four-leaf clover.
Walk away, I tell you walk away.
The deal is done, I want you gone.
No longer want you in my life.

Stone, You’ve made my heart turn to stone.
And now, It is time to reap what you have sown.
To think, of all those years that I’ve have lost.
Now everything is said and done.
I guess you lost and I have won.

Turn around, I tell you turn around.
Those little games you’ve played are over.
You know I’m not your four-leaf clover.
Walk Away, I tell you walk away.
The deal is done, I want you gone.
No longer want you in my life.