First you wanna know my name
Then you wanna go and change the game
Call me your lover and throw me a bone
Invite me over and send me home

With your hand-me-down dresses and your Southern roots
And your Salvation Army combat boots
All the boys are thinking they're in luck
Down at the bar hoping you'll show up
Well you come around and wanna sit on my lap
You're a nervous breakdown waiting to happen
Dead on
I'm dead on

Ain't gonna be destroyed
Find yourself another boy
Cause baby I'm out the door
I'm dead on

Once I thought you were my homecoming queen
Now all I got is a broken dream
You talk like an angel, you spit on the floor
But you look just like the girl next door
I'm dead on
Watch me now

Once I would have given you the shirt off my back
But baby I'm all done with that
There was a time when you rocked my world
But I changed my mind, I swear girl
One of these days I'm gonna hear you say
That I was the one that got away
I'm dead on

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): DEREK JONATHAN CRUZ, JESSE MALIN, LUCINDA GAYL WILLIAMS