The story starts when it was hot and it was summer and I had it all, I had him right where I wanted him. She came along, got him alone and let's hear the applause... she took him faster than you could say "sabotage". I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it, I underestimated just who I was dealing with, she had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum, but she underestimated just who she was stealing from.
She's not a saint and she's not what you think, she's an actress, but she's better known for the things that she does on the mattress, soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys on the playground won't make you many friends. She should keep in mind there is nothing I do better than revenge.
She looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list, she looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it, I think her ever-present frown is a little troubling and she thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things but sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know or pushing people down it gets you where you wanna go they wouldn't teach you that in prep school so it's up to me but no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity.