Mis ter Know It All, well, you, you think you know it all, but you don’t know a thing at all.

Ain’t it, ain’t it some thing, y’all, when (Bb)some bod y tells you some thing ’bout you, think that they know you more than you do.

So you take it down, an oth er pill to swal low.

Mis ter Bring Me Down, well, you, you like to bring me down, don’t you?

But I ain’t lay ing down, ba by; ain’t I ain’t go ing down.

Can’t I’m (Bb)no bod y tell me how it’s gon na be, no bod y gon na make a fool out of me.

Ba by, you should know that I lead, not fol low.

Oh, you think that you know me, know me,

that’s why I’m leav ing you lone ly, lone ly.

’Cause, ba by, you don’t know a (Bb)thing a bout me,

you don’t know a (F)thing a bout me.

You ain’t got the right to tell me when and where to go, no right to tell me.

Act ing like you own me, late ly.

Yeah, ba by, you don’t know a (Bb)thing a bout me,

you don’t know a (F)thing a bout me.

Mis ter Play Your Games, on ly you got your self to blame when you want me back lay a gain but I ain’t fall ing back a gain.

’Cause I’m (Bb)liv ing my truth with out it’s your na lies.

Let’s be y clear: na Ba by, this is good bye.

Ba by, I ain’t com ing I back to mor row.

Oh, you think that you know me, know me,

that’s why I’m leav ing you lone ly, lone ly.

’Cause, ba by, you don’t know a (Bb)thing a bout me,

you don’t know a (F)thing a bout me.

You ain’t got the right to tell me when and where to go, no right to tell me.

Act ing like you own me, late ly.

Yeah, ba by, you don’t know a (Bb)thing a bout me,

you don’t know a (F)thing a bout me.

So what, you’ve got the (C)world at your feet and you (Bb)know ev ’ry thing a bout ev ’ry thing; but you don’t.

You still think I’m (C)com ing back, but ba by, you’ll see,

yeah.

Oh, you think that you know (F)thing a bout me.

Mis ter Know It All, well, you, you think you know it all, but you don’t know a thing at all.

And you, yeah, ba by, you don’t know a (Bb)thing a bout me,

you don’t know a (F)thing a bout me.