It's Mid-July, Take Off the Beanie

Hey punk I see you walking tall I bet you think you got her all, got her all figured out Poor girl cuz she don't know your love Your love's so fake it's all for show Too bad it took till now to know That you're not the man you seem I bet you think you've got it all You got into her head when all you wanted was into her bed See I've seen guys like you before You'll twist those words into a poem that rips her heart out on the floor But I hope one day you change Her love Is not your little game To come and go as you please Just taking what you want And never giving her what she needs She's not your beck & call She's not your little tease I hope you think again before you catch my fist between those teeth Her love Is not your little game To come and go as you please Just taking what you want And never giving her what she needs She's not your beck and call She's not your little tease Her love Is not your little game And it's not your little tease I hope you think again Her love Is not your little game To come and go as you please Just taking what you want And never giving her what she needs She's not your beck and call She's not your little tease I hope you think again before you catch my fist between those teeth Her love Is not your little game To come and go as you please Just taking what you want And never giving her what she needs She's not your beck and call She's not your little tease I hope you think again I hope you think again