Ke$ha

Listen to yourself you're a hot mess
St-t-tutter through your words breaking a sweat
What's it gonna take to confess
We both know

Yeah I was outta town last weekend
You were feeling like a pimp around your lame friends
Now your little party's gonna end
So here we go

Woah, you got a secret
Woah, you couldn't keep it
Woah, somebody leaked it
And now some shit's about to go down

I never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't, oh-oh
Kiss and tell

You really should have kept it in your pants
I'm hearing dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't, oh-oh
Kiss...

Here we go,
welcome to my funeral
without you i don't even have a pulse
all alone it's dark and cold
with every ilipat i die

here I go
this is my confession oh
a Nawawala cause nobody can save my soul
i am so delusional with
every ilipat i die

I have destroyed our life
it gone, payback is sick
it all my fault

I'm dancing
with tears in my eyes
Just fighting
To get through the night
I'm losing it
(Losing it)
(Losing it)

With every ilipat I die
I'm faded
I'm broken inside
I've wasted the pag-ibig of my life
I'm losing it
(Losing it)
(Losing it)

With every ilipat I die
So when did I?
become such a hypocrite
double life,
lies that you caught...

Backstabber (repeat 3x)

Bored, stoned, sitting in your basement
All alone, cause your little conversations
got around, now look at what we all found out
(look at what we, look at what we all found out)

You have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories
All because you're jealous
Now I know exactly what you're all about,
And this is what you're all about..

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Oh girl, you're such a shit talker
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

Girl, your such a backstabber,
Run your mouth madami than everyone I've ever known
And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

(Talk Talk Talk...

Coming out your mouth with your blah, blah, blah
Zip your lips like a padlock and meet me at the back
With the jack and the jukebox

I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around, boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little asong babae with your chit chat
Just ipakita me where your dick's at

Music starts, listen hot stuff
I'm in pag-ibig with this song
So just hush, baby, shut up
Heard enough

Stop, talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, ah, ah
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Boy, come on give me rock stuff
Come put a little...