
Ms. Matched
Dancing with the Stars
The Murder Pact
Do You Believe?
The time has come once and for all.
You’ve met your match, you will fall.
This little game we play is gonna break us down
Only one of us can wear the crown.
It’s not as easy as you thought it’d be
When it’s down to you versus me.
I play rough
I don’t need to try
You like to play mean, but the score never lies.
(Chorus) Game over, Game ove-er. Game over, for now.
Winning the game’s the only rule allowed.
No more good luck, or cheers from the crowd.
When the game began you never thought you’d lose
But your time is up I play to bruise.
Look around, in fact, you’ve lost your team,
You tried your best, but you ran out of steam.
I play rough
I don’t need to try
You like to play mean, but the score never lies.
You’re all out of wishes kiss your dreams good-bye the end’s the same.
It’s not whether you win or lose it’s
(spoken) how you play the game.
Chorus
(is that all you got?) (c’mon) (uh uh) (bring it on!)
Chorus
Game over