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