Psycho,
I'm just so mad I can't handle
All your phonemall
I wanna stab you with the front of my stilettos
I'm sitting there
Tied up
Like I can go
But I cannot go
Can't talk, can't talk
The game is over
Can't talk, can't talk
The game is over
Can't talk, can't talk
The game is over
Can't talk, can't talk
The game is over
The game is over
The game is over
The game is over
The game is over
He keeps ringing on my phone
6 am he's still not home
He's drinking 'til he's gone
Can't even brag about my love
He's never really long gone
I'd like to be alone
But when he calms his tone down
I'll tell him to come-back
The game is over
The game is over
The game is over
Psycho, psycho
The game is over
Psycho, psycho
The game is over
Psycho, psycho
The game is over
Psycho, psycho
The game is over
Take your time if you need it
I won't come-back, just admit it
I'm ready, I hope you're
Gone, gone
I'm ready, I hope you're
Gone, gone
The game is over
The game is over
The game is over
The game is over
At the end of the show
Ready, really long gone
At the end of the show
Ready, really long gone
The game is over
The game is over
The game is over
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