"Fighting dirty?" He asked,
As I play down below.
Arguments aren't arguments,
Without some type of blows.

"I'm calling the shots." I told him,
Smirking inside,
If he tries to take the top,
He'll be denied.

I took him to 7th heaven.
Brought him to hell and back.
And even though I'm still plotting,
It's his turn to attack.

I'm his one trick pony,
He's the jack of all trades.
He knows what I want,
And we're playing no charades.

He's playing with fire,
Arrogant and just pleased.
I'm gonna let him chase me,
'Cause god knows I'm a tease.