Where This Ends

I see you walk by dressed to kill, you look my way and
You’re batting those made-up eyes, and you tell me your name.
Sound the alarms, don’t cross that line, honey I’m not blind
Put back your phone, leave me alone, I’m taken
I’m taken, I’m taken, I’m taken, I’m taken, I’m taken, I’m taken…

I’m not gonna throw love away for cheap imitations
I’m telling you now, there’s no way that we could just be friends.
Your motives are clear, you play the part
But I don’t have to call, and I don’t have to call and that’s where this ends.

Have you no sense of decency? That’s not your right to say
You’re starting to tick me off and love is no game to me.
Your flattery poison, I recall, I told you to back off
Do you understand you’re not in my plans? I’m leaving
I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving…

(Chorus)