[Intro – jangly guitar riff, snare roll] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – bouncy bassline, sharp rhythm guitar] Christa sat at the café scrolling through her phone Bridgett walked in, her face a stone They started talkin’ ‘bout the guy they both knew Turns out his lies were the same old stew [Pre-Chorus – building guitar, rising vocal energy] He said she was his one and only queen Said the same thing, word for word, to me We pulled out our texts, side by side Every line he’d used, we both had tried [Chorus 1 – full band, group harmonies, call-and-response vibe] Hit the road, Don Don’t you come back no more, no more Hit the road, Don We ain’t fallin’ for it no more You had options, yeah that’s true Now all your options done dropped you You thought you were slick, but we compared notes Running your game, now everybody knows [Verse 2 – playful guitar stabs, quick vocal delivery] He said he was workin’ late every single night But Bridget and Christa know thats not right Same excuses, same sad little act We laughed till we cried, then we hit him back [Pre-Chorus 2 – intensified drums, layered vocals] “I heard that one!” “He told me that too!” “Wow… embarrassing,” we said, through and through You must think we all got the same eyes Copy-pastin’ lines, you’re a cheap disguise [Chorus 2 – louder guitars, more aggressive group vocals] Hit the road, Don Don’t you come back no more, no more Hit the road, Don We ain’t fallin’ for it no more You had options, yeah that’s true Now all your options done dropped you You thought you were slick, but we compared notes Running your game, now everybody knows [Bridge – stripped-back guitar, lead vocal with group ad-libs] No more lies, no more games We don’t even say your name Christa and Bridget, now we’re tight You messed with the wrong girls, and you lost the fight [Solo – distorted guitar, fast-paced riff, driving drums] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – full band, maximum energy, crowd sing-along] Hit the road, Don Don’t you come back no more, no more, no more Hit the road, Don You ain’t welcome here no more You had options, yeah that’s true Now all your options done dropped you You thought you were slick, but we compared notes Running your game, now everybody knows [Outro – fading guitar, group vocal chant] Ladies… we’re done here Hit the road, Donnie, disappear