Hey
1, 2, 3, 4
Why do you do
This to me?
Must love me, hate me
Just let me be
I've heard it all
All this before
You killer
This is my life
Why you playing this game
You're following me privately
So that
Nobody knows that you're stalking me
Get over it
I am not yours to keep
Damn it
Calling me names
Like I'm some kind of freak
Dirty thoughts
Run through your head
I had wanted to feel
You're not quite, your mad
You speak of threats
To mamma who yells
You are not a man
So I don't give a damn
Chorus:
Gonna shut your mamma up
Shut your mamma down
Shut your mamma
'Cause I'm sick of the sound
Gonna shut your mamma up
Shut your mamma down
Shut your mamma
'Cause it's fists to the pound
(Bark bark)
Don't make me talk
Telling me all the things you found out
You're still a child
Trying making demands
Your mamma needs to get off my back
Damn it
Calling me names
When she don't know the facts
You step to me
Like you're a star
Show that badaass attitude
You won't get too far
You're blaming me
For things you're to blame
Damn it
That false attitude don't ______________
You lie and cheat
Cry on TV
That you don't own the song
Especially not me
Miss -- Giver is what you are
You are not a man
So I don't give a damn
Chorus:
Gonna shut your mamma up
Shut your mamma down
Shut your mamma
'Cause I'm sick of the sound
Gonna shut your mamma up
Shut your mamma down
Shut your mamma
'Cause it's fists to the pound
Dirty thoughts
Run through your head
I had wanted to feel
You're not quite, your mad
You speak of threats
To mamma who yells
You are not a man
So I don't give a damn
Chorus:
Gonna shut your mamma up
Shut your mamma down
Shut your mamma
'Cause I'm sick of the sound
Gonna shut your mamma up
Shut your mamma down
Shut your mamma
'Cause it's fists to the pound
