Oh my god
I got the news today
That you weren't good
I shoulda known you'd be f*cking it up
I shoulda known
You'd be break-in my trust
Either way
You know the friends that you love
The ones you told me not to f*ck?
Well you can call that toast
Hope it hurts you most
Ooh baby tell me how that tastes
Your own medicine
Your own medicine
Yeah, yeah
Your own medicine
Yeah yeah yeah
Your own medicine
Yeah yeah
Sorry it must be that way
I didn't wanna play games
Oops I must've done it again to ya
All of your friends
Yeah I did it again
Boy you made your bed
The one you'll never get me in again
You can call that toast
Hope it hurts you most
Ooh baby tell me how that taste
Your own medicine
Yeah yeah
Your own medicine
Yeah, yeah
Your own medicine
Your own medicine
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah