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.