I'm not begging for your affection
and i'm not prepared to pry
I don't have the tolerance
I'm not scared to say goodbye;

careful what you wish for
I might just turn around
I'm no queen of goodbyes
But I'll surely wear the crown;

Push me further from you
Im compelled to walk away
I'm not here for silly games
if I'm not welcomed, I won't play;

The bull in me is wielding horns
Not scared to strike the guests
honey you just need to leave
Before he gets upset;