All right 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

Don't try to bull me

I have it by the horns

Trying to play a game

when I know the score

I'm a fan of clichés

so you can bite the dust

As I go on my way

there's nothing to discuss

Do you think I have time for this?

For retribution, retribution

You ask for one last kiss

For retribution, retribution

I can't lie, a love still burns inside

but you ruined it for me

Now the gates are closed

so you can never win

Now it's a Cliché

Nothing will ever be ok

Now it's a Cliché

Nothing will ever be ok

You can't say

there were no second chances

Your looks let me forgave

all your dirty dances

Tell me love is blind

and I could agree

By stating you couldn't see

what you meant to me

Do you think I have time for this?

For retribution, retribution

You ask for one last kiss

For retribution, retribution

I can't lie, a love still burns inside

but you ruined it for me

Now the gates are closed

so you can never win

Now it's a Cliché

Nothing will ever be ok

Now it's a Cliché

Nothing will ever be ok

Oh you're such a cliché

a waste of space, a resenting stain

I cross my heart I hope to die

I might have to stick a needle in my eye

and why! do we go through all of this?

broken emotions? a moment of bliss?

I wonder if you live with no regrets

as I talk I put you to the test and

I make my case I try to erase

the memories that have taken place and I'll actually never forget the things you ever did

I'm done

Do you think I have time for this?

For retribution, retribution

You ask for one last kiss

For retribution, retribution

I can't lie, a love still burns inside

but you ruined it for me

Now the gates are closed

so you can never win

Now it's a Cliché

Nothing will ever be ok

Now it's a Cliché

Nothing will ever be ok