I don't like your little games Don't like your tilted stage
The role you made me play of the fool No, I don't like you
I don't like your perfect crime How you laugh when you lie
You said the gun was mine Isn't cool, no, I don't like you (oh!)
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!
I (I) don't (don't) like your kingdom keys (keys) They (they) once belonged to me (me)
You (you) asked me for a place to sleep Locked me out and threw a feast (what?)
The world moves on, another day another drama, drama
And then the world moves on, but one thing's for sure Maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time (nick of time) Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time (I do it all the time)
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!