Stop (string quintet version)

You and I, spotlight on Making me a fool, 'cus it's so far gone One last time, and you're next You'll never have a shot if we play roulette You're fantasizing my demise Avoiding my eye contact My only advice Is stop, don't think about it Fight me about it 'Cus it's never gonna be all you want Get mad about it, raise hell about it When you're lying through your teeth it's obvious Hilarious, that you think you're gonna set me off But my advice is My, oh my, look what you've done Feeling like a bitch when I need no one Lies on lies, biting my tongue Caught you with the bullet, didn't know I had the gun I'm fantasizing your demise Keeping my eye contact My only advice Is stop, don't think about it Fight me about it 'Cus it's never gonna be all you want Get mad about it, raise hell about it When you're lying through your teeth it's obvious Hilarious, that you think you're gonna set me off But my advice is You know I'd listen if I was you Stop You're not a friend to me You're fucking dead to me You played with my heart because you had nothing to do Told everyone it was me when it's actually you Say what you want Don't care what you need It's a game you better drop Don't think about, fight me about Get mad about it, raise hell about When you're lying through your teeth it's obvious Hilarious, that you think you're gonna set me off But my advice is But my advice is