Okay, I'm sick of the games
I'm sick and I feel like I'm wastin' my time
I don't see how you're so good at doin' your make up
But can't seem to make up your mind
You drive me crazy disobeyin' the signs
I know that you took an emotional bullet
But now you're the one with the gun and it's loaded
And pointed right at me, you hurt people
And you don't even know it
Girl you turn me into a poet
Every time you get me in my emotions
Baby the love that we had was explosive
We had to blow it
That's just how it goes when you're young
And you're easily broken
Man, it's pretty easy to notice
Hurt people hurt people
