Lady GaGa - Dirty Laundry lyrics

Verse 1: You know i don’t believe in tales no more Please don’t beggin’ on the floor You know that sh** it’s getting kind of bore So don’t knock again on my door Save your apologies for whoever cares You can’t drag the dirt underneath backstairs I Don’t hear about your motherf**ing affairs You’re such a shame and don’t deserve my tears Pre Chorus: I Don’t give a damn about what they say They’re lookin’ for a game, i’m not here to play Just cut your cheap talk and walk away You’re ain’t foolin’ me, and i don’t want to stay Chorus: Hey, why you think you can f** with me? I’m not here to wash your Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Verse 2: You thought that you could keep on hiding And i would stand by home crying Now guess who the f** keep on whining While i’m standing here only rising I Already move on and you know I’m not gonna sit and watch your show I’m hoping that you find a way to grow But i don’t give a f** about you rough Pre Chorus: I Don’t give a damn about what they say They’re lookin’ for a game, i’m not here to play Just cut your cheap talk and walk away You’re ain’t foolin’ me, and i don’t want to stay Chorus: Hey, why you think you can f** with me? I’m not here to wash your Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Bridge [Mary J. Blige]: You think that i would stand by here on my own But now you’re the only one who’s alone I’m looking hot, spreading some gasoline When we meet, bow down, i’m a queen Don’t had time for excuses and won’t go waste You’re lookin’ hungry, trying to get a taste Thought that my life was about to be a disgrace But now i’m laughtin’ at your f**in’ face Standing outside my house with that crazy sh** Why don’t you realize that i already quit Asking me to hear ya’ll excuses just a little bit I Don’t give a f** about you and that b**h Chorus: Hey, why you think you can f** with me? I’m not here to wash your Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty laundry