[Verse 1] You’re talking loud when I walk in the room Like you forgot I’m the one who sets the tune Trying so hard to look unfazed Standing in the back of the smoke and haze It’s tragic, babe, watching you try To catch my eye. [Pre-Chorus] (Beat drops to a sharp acoustic strum and a handclap) You want a piece of the fucking rush Thinking that I’m gonna talk too much Save your breath, keep your little advice— I’ve seen this movie twice. [Chorus] (80s disco-country explosion, bright and infectious) Oh, you’re making this an overkill! Standing on the edge of a panic pill Looking like a mess in a high-end dress Yeah, you want a fight, but I couldn't care less! It’s an overkill, babe, it’s a waste of time Running your mouth when you’ll never be mine. [Verse 2] You think a little attitude makes you tough Acting like a shadow when the lights get rough I’m sipping my drink, I’m checking my phone Leaving you to talk to yourself alone It’s boring now, cut the act That's just a fact. [Pre-Chorus] You want a piece of the fucking rush Thinking that I’m gonna talk too much Save your breath, keep your little advice— I’ve seen this movie twice. [Chorus] Oh, you’re making this an overkill! Standing on the edge of a panic pill Looking like a mess in a high-end dress Yeah, you want a fight, but I couldn't care less! It’s an overkill, babe, it’s a waste of time Running your mouth when you’ll never be mine. [Bridge] (Music strips back to just the fast acoustic guitar and a whisper-vocals) You want the drama? Go ahead and scream. You’re just a glitch in a fucking dream. (Synth strings swell back up rapidly...) Too loud. Too much. Too bad. [Chorus] Oh, you’re making this an overkill! Standing on the edge of a panic pill Looking like a mess in a high-end dress Yeah, you want a fight, but I couldn't care less! It’s an overkill, babe, it’s a waste of time Running your mouth when you’ll never be mine. [Outro] (Disco beat cuts hard on a final snare hit)
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