You know what?
You're history.
I'm finished, fed up,
I've had it up to here.
That's it, no more, I've caught too many tears.
You think you're king and the world turns around you.
Well,
get this,
big wheel,
the game is over,
it's through.
Adios,
farewell,
good riddance and goodbye.
Oh, I'm out of here, I'm not looking back
and the boys are waiting in line
and I sure as hell won't cry.
You're a memory,
you're history,
you're finished,
you're out of my world.
Grow up, shape up, mess up some other girl.
Your logic is sick,
your ego's twisted too.
Step on everyone you meet,
there's nothing you won't do.
Adios, farewell,
good riddance and goodbye.
Oh,
I'm out of here,
I'm not looking back and the boys are
waiting in line and I sure as hell won't cry.
Adios.
Well,
I could look you in the eye and say I really tried.
I was faithful, I was true.
But there's just so much that a girl
can take and now I'm running out.
I'm running out on you.
Adios, good riddance and goodbye.
Oh,
I'm out of here,
I'm not looking back and the boys are
waiting in line and I sure as hell won't cry.
Adios,
farewell,
goodbye.