I'm so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself 

I got this old girl I know she's trying to play me 
She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes
She's a killer, try to get inside my head
Try to give her wine and bread
But she prefers the blood I bled
Playing chess ain't no way I'm gonna fight fair 
She's playing tricks like the vixen in my nightmares
So [bad word] greedy, that girl is so needy 
I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me 

I never should have let you in 
I needed a hit of something 
High for this feeling they call love 

I'm so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself 

I've got your melody in my head
Feels like I'm singing it wrong 
Then again there's nothing worse 
Than being addicted to a bad song 
She's a fiend for attention 
And I'm a guilty dealer 
High for this feeling they call love 

I'm so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself
So mad, so mad at myself
So mad, so mad at myself

Test me while you can, while you can test me
She said she likes the edge, but then she pushed me 
You know how to make it hard, to walk away 

I'm so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself
For giving in to what I want, never again 
That feeling we felt 
We called it love, you called it off 
And I never been so mad at myself
So mad at myself