Zb Lyrics

As if you’re the one to talk,
Trying to take what you don't have.
Whatever made you so jealous?

I'm tired of being quiet,
I'm sick of writing the songs
That make you think that you're so special,
You never really were that special.

And I'm ready to stop this riot.
I'm ready to start a new democracy.
Or something like it, one for all,
And all against you.

Hey, Hey, Whoaaa..
This makes for the perfect song.
Do it one more time, so I can sing this.
Hey, Hey, Whoaaa...This makes for the perfect song.

Maybe later we can start one,
start a new relationship.
You'll call it a friendship, I'll call it a
Second chance for you, get on your knees,
and beg me not to call you names,
Behind your back or to your face.
You're nothing but my crush that went away.

Hey, Hey, Whoaaa..
This makes for the perfect song.
Do it one more time, so I can sing this.
Hey, Hey, Whoaaa...This makes for the perfect song.

Its up to you for this,
Should we just call it off?
I've tried so many times before....
It's up to you for this,
Should we just call it off?
It's up to you for this,
Beause I'm gonna set it off.

Come on, angel, let's talk this over..(2x)

Hey, Hey, Whoaaa..
This makes for the perfect song.
Do it one more time, so I can sing this.
Hey, Hey, Whoaaa...This makes for the perfect song.