You think you know me, me
You think you know all about me
You think you feel me, me
You think you feel all around me
But let me tell ya something you don't know
I'm not your pet and I'm getting tired of you so
You better leave me alone
I'm gonna go and when I come back I want you gone
Gone, gone...
Gone, gone, gone...

Why should I care
About a thing you say
You always think we're cool
Well I got news for you
I just don't care
About a thing you say
Just pack your things and go
I hate to say this but baby I told you so


How many times did I try
To tell you were steppin' outta line
But you kept it going on
Laughing at my face when I say I want you gone
Gone, gone...
Gone, gone, gone...

Why should I care
About a thing you say
You always think we're cool
Well I got news for you
I just don't care
About a thing you say
Just pack your things and go
I hate to say this but baby I told you so...

I told you so, I told you so
Oh...