Let's play musical chairs, one of my favourite games.
Especially now that you and? I have traded place.
You walk around and choose to dump there for a change.
There is a way for you to win this race.

Criss-cross and turn your shirt inside out.
You like to think I can't see what you are, but the tables have turned.
What goes around comes around, you're about to get burned.
Flip the switch, you're checking in, I'm checking you out.

You're just too sweet till you get on my nerves and hurt like cavity.
You left a bad taste in my mouth, my Sour Patch Kid.
You and me, it's no mystery no magic trick.
Let me hear this broken record again, just press repeat.

I can be your new favourite waste of time, if you'll be mine.
All I want is your attention, it's all the same thing.
Are you in? What's? it gonna be?
Don't roll with the punches, make it hard for me baby!

Drop you like a needle on the record, scratch my itch.
Watch you walk? in circles. Hit the beat.

Drop you like a needle on the record, flick my switch.
Go around in circles. Hit the beat.