Ego freakshow -
His own biggest fan, doesn't think that I know
Where his eyes go
Holding my hand like I'll only follow
And I'm getting so over it...
I can't - love him
Like he loves himself
In his head there's no room
For anybody else
Looks sweet, talks cheap, strike three,
I can see now -
He's Out. He's So out.
What is it about bad guys
That makes all the good girls compromise
Fall for him and it's like
Being with a baby twice my size
And I'm finding why...
I can't - love him
Like he loves himself
In his head there's no room
For anybody else
Looks sweet, talks cheap, strike three
I can see now -
He's Out. He's So out.
Badass and rude,
I'm sorry but it's not as special as it seems
Maybe he's cute,
I'm sorry but he's not cute enough to be that mean
I can't - love you
Like you love yourself
In your head there's no room
For anybody else
I can't - love him
Like he loves himself
In his head there's no room
For anybody else
Looks sweet, talks cheap, strike three
I can see now -
He's Out. He's So Out. He's Out. He's So Out.
