Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Giselle
Vocals
Giselle Binette
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giselle Binette
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Giselle
Assistant Producer
Jordan Witzigreuter
Producer
Lyrics
Boy I don't know what's wrong with you
Running around town saying it's my fault
When we both know those messages were on your phone
And I tried to forgive and I tried to forget
But every time I see your phone light up it reminds me of what was said
It's too late to apologize
It's too late to reconcile
I gave too many chances
But you took my love for granted
Game over, boy
Gotta let you go
I'm tired of your games
I'm tired of your lies
Can't believe you thought you'd fool me this time
Said, I'm tired of your games
I'm tired of your lies
Can't believe you thought you'd fool me this time
Boy what's wrong with you
Take a girl like me for granted
I think you need your head examined
Woulda given you the world if that was all you wanted
But you wanted her and now I'm here broken hearted
It's too late to apologize
It's too late to reconcile
I gave too many chances
But you took my love for granted
Game over, boy
Gotta let you go
Fool me once
Shame on you
Fool me twice
Shame on me
Fool me once
Shame on you
You took my love for granted
Game over, boy
Gotta let you go
I'm tired of your lies
Can't believe you thought you'd fool me this time
Said, I'm tired of your games
I'm tired of your lies
Can't believe you thought you'd fool me this time
'Cause I gave you all of me
Every single part of me
And now I'm tired of your games
I'm so sick of your lies
Can't believe you thought you'd fool me this time
Game over
Written by: Giselle Binette
