F. U.

I would tell you that I'm pissed But I know you won't hear me (hear me) There's no point in talkin' shit But I'll still say this clearly (clearly) You used to drive me crazy But I don't feel nothing lately And I think we're done here, maybe Baby Every time I talk to you (You're not listening, you're not listening) I waste my breath on you (You're not listening, you're not listening) I try to tell you about it I yell, scream and shout it Hate it, but it's true I'm fucking over you Pack your bags, call it quits 'Cause I don't want you near me (no, no) You should read my fucking lips 'Cause you don't seem to hear me (hear me) You used to drive me crazy But I don't feel nothing lately And I think we're done here, maybe Baby Every time I talk to you (You're not listening, you're not listening) I waste my breath on you (You're not listening, you're not listening) I try to tell you about it I yell, scream and shout it Hate it, but it's true I'm fucking over you All this time I thought one day you would listen All this time hoping you would change All this time I spent wishing you would listen All this time, all this time Every time I talk to you (You're not listening, you're not listening) I waste my breath on you (You're not listening, you're not listening) I try to tell you about it I yell, scream and shout it Hate it, but it's true I'm fucking over you I'm fucking over you So fuck you