Sangtekst: Blood On The Dance Floor. Miss Bipolar (Love Fight).

It's a love.
(FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!...)
Ahooo...

You're a bitch. You're a bitch. I'm sick of your shit.
You're a dick. You're a dick. You think your words are so slick.
You can't get it right, always gotta be a fight. You're heart is my pinata so syonara.

I just wanna go out tonight. I'm too tired to put up a fight.
I just wanna go out tonight. The best part of fighting is the make-up sex.

Miss Bipolar ultimate controller, manipulator, instigator. Miss Bipolar ultimate controller perpetrator see you later.

Left my heart broken and sore. You say you love me (I love you) then you shove me to the floor. Leave me drowning in your makeup contemplating on our break up. Drama is your middle name, you certified afliency. (huh?)

I just wanna go out tonight. I'm too tired to put up a fight.
I just wanna go out tonight. The best part of fighting is the make-up sex.

Miss Bipolar ultimate controller, manipulator, instigator. Miss Bipolar ultimate controller perpetrator see you later! (Ahoo)
Miss Bipolar ultimate controller, demonstrator, superstraitor. (Ahoo)
Miss Bipolar ultimate controller,
terminator, aphyxiator.

Sunshine coming through the rain this happiness is mixed with pain. Sunshine coming through the right this happiness is [CAN'T LET GO!]

Miss Bipolar ultimate controller, manipulator, instigator. Miss Bipolar ultimate controller perpetrator see you later! (Ahoo)
Miss Bipolar ultimate controller, demonstrator, superstraitor. (Ahoo)
Miss Bipolar ultimate controller,
terminator, aphyxiator.

I just wanna go out tonight. I'm too tired to put up a fight.
I just wanna go out tonight. I'm too tired to put up a fight.I just wanna go out tonight. I'm too tired to put up a fight.I just wanna go out tonight.



(Thanks to Dolly for these lyrics)