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They think they're perfect

No girl could resist

They think they have you wrapped around their finger

From that very first kiss



They think you believe them and the reasons they never called

They think they're players?

They aren't anything at all



A revolution is coming

Their day is close to an end

The girls are stepping up

It's time for our game to begin



They can't play the game

If we're not the peices

We are the players

Thanks boys for changin' us



If guys don't like it

They can blame themselves

We just learned what you taught us

Ready to here something else?



You're going to pay

For every heart you ever broke

For every girl who ever lost sleep waiting by the phone

For every promise that you made

For every time you just wanted to get laid



It's your turn to get played