im not your video game im sick of always being played and the minute that you call its like im up for anything well im a scratched cd broken burnt out batteries like all the other girls who were here before me x2 well you are fools gold youre wicked and beautiful but theres nothing left for you for you for you oh theres nothing left forget about the time we spent theres nothing left for you for you for you oh theres nothing left for you i think its such a joke how i would trace all your tattoos hoping that theyd tell a story i would never hear from you well its not that hard i put together every part just to figure out they never fit together from the start x2 and you step on eggshells just to hear them crack you poke my nerves like they are bubble wrap and you finish every test but you dont hand them in just to see how much id let you get away with  ive got nothing left for you