I always get a three, I never rank high enough for a ten
aayy; Giving you [what you want] takes work
who told you that your different way of loving
is the law
That in flowers if red, no
I'm wasting my time; it's over
Why do you ask so much of me; you know I can't take anymore
find yourself someone else; I'm not the one, no; you see now
No one is born perfect and my best flaw is that I don't regret saying it's over
now toward the end, your complaints scared me away and I'm fleeing with my patience below zero
someone warned me that you weren't the easiest but I tried
but not now, no; you're hopeless; it's over
I said I'm gone; I said it ended
I'm letting go of your rights
and I'm telling you, it's over