All this time I should have known
One of these days you'd follow me home
Mess up my room and proceed to tempt me
And no matter how good I am you learn to resent me 

Stop, drop and roll
Stop, drop and roll
Stop, drop and roll
You're on fire

I'm stingy with words 
All binge, no purge 
You put the broke in broken hearted 
You put the art in retarted