Here you go again, banging on my bedroom door
Your game is wearing thin, loving you is such a chore
You're overrated, intoxicated

You're just a boy without a clue
Sick of your temper
I don't remember

What I ever saw in you

Grow up Mr. Immature

I'm getting tired of your misbehavin'
If I wanted a child then I would have had a baby
Get out Mr. Insecure

Its clear to me that you're never changing
I need a man not a boy that drives me crazy


Here you go again with your broke-ass philosophy
Smoking all my cigarettes
while you're running your mouth on me

You cry for attention
Constant affection
Baby you got to face the truth

Time to get sober, wake up its over
I'm breaking up with you


Chorus

So get up get out get off my bed

Own up to all the things you said you baby
You always said you had it rough
Well I had it worse I've had enough

You're crazy