Processed, diluted Virtually unrecognizable I was lost there, no direction A scattered void I'm on to you Your evil game The tables have turned

Because I used to love her, but it's all over now The table's have turned, now it's her turn to cry Well, baby used to stay out, all night long She made me cry and she did me wrong She had my nose open, that's no lie Well, she used to run around with

Processed, diluted Virtually unrecognizable I was lost there, no direction A scattered void I'm on to you Your evil game The tables have turned

Baby, I'm sorry (I'm not sorry) And baby, I'm the baddest Better walk, better walk that walk, baby Being so bad got me feelin' so good Showing you up like I knew that I would Feeling inspired 'cause the tables have turned Yeah, I'm on fire and I know