If I could go back to the day we met I probably would just stay in bed You run your mouth all over town And this one goes out to the sound Of breaking glass on a Range Rover Pay me back or bitch it's over All the presents I would send Fuck my friends behind my shoulder Next time I'ma stay asleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep And you got me thinking lately Made you crazy And nothing's ever good enough I wrote a little song for you Girl, they don't break me for So fucking done with you, girl So fucking done with all the games you play I ain't no tic-tac-toe Save the X and O's on another note I'm done with you, done with you, done with you Girl, done with you, done with you, done with you Girl, done with you So fucking done with you Girl, done with you, done with you, done with you If I could go back to the day we met I probably would've stayed in bed You wake up every day and make me feel like I'm incompetent Designer shoes, A's and X tabs Compliments your makeup bag You never had to buy yourself a drink Cause everybody want you to die And you got me thinking lately Made you crazy And nothing's ever good enough I wrote a little song for you Girl, they don't break me for So fucking done with you, girl So fucking done with all the games you play I ain't no tic-tac-toe Save the X and O's on another note I'm done with you, done with you, done with you So save the X and O's on another note I'm done with you, done with you, done with you Done with you, done with you, done with you Girl, done with you So fucking done with you So fucking done with all the games you play I ain't no tic-tac-toe Girl, they don't break me for So fucking done with all the games you play I ain't no tic-tac-toe Save the X and O's on another note I'm done with you, done with you, done with you So save the X and O's on another note I'm done with you, done with you, done with you So save the X and O's on another note I'm done with you *