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.