(Intro: A haunting organ melody plays a twisted version of a circus theme. The sound of a distant, warped carousel spins in the background. A female voice giggles darkly over a sharp "snap" of a whip.)
(Verse 1)
Step right up to the mess you made
Watch the colors of the memory fade
Got me dizzy on this tilt-a-whirl
The last time you'll spin this girlI don't want you, no, not anymore
I’m kicking your costume out the door
Get out of my head, get out of the tent
Every second with you was time ill-spent
(Chorus)
It’s not love, it’s a mind game
And I’m the one who’s breaking the chain
(Bass Drop 1: Carnival Electro-Trap "circus horns" transformed into aggressive, distorted bass growls. High-pitched woodblock percussion hitting 150 BPM)
I’m walking away!
(Sound of a balloon popping: POP)
Boom, turn out the lights
I’ve got the control, I’m winning the fightYou’re the only one looking like a foolIn this circus, I make the rules
(Verse 2)
Go wipe off that greasepaint, boy, it’s caked
Everything about you was always faked
Go change your clothes, go find a new act
The audience is gone and that’s a fact
Fooled me once, yeah, shame on you
Fooled me twice, now I’m cutting the cue
But the funny thing is, the joke’s on your pride'
Cause I’m burning the ticket and ending the ride
(Chorus)
It’s not love, it’s a mind game
And I’m the one who’s breaking the chain
(Bass Drop 2: Glitch Dubstep - Chaos of "clown horn" samples chopped into heavy, metallic wobbles. Aggressive sub-bass that pulses like a heartbeat)
I’m walking away!
(Glitch vocal: F-F-FOOL)
Boom, turn out the lights
I’ve got the control, I’m winning the fight
You’re the only one looking like a fool
In this circus, I make the rules
(Bridge: Music drops out, leaving only a creepy, ticking music box. Tempo feels heavy and slow)
Modern dating is a rollercoaster...Anxious before the ride.
Butterflies during the drop.
Sick to your stomach when the ride stops spinning.
(Whispered)It’s just one big mind game.(Shouted)Who’s ready to get off?!
(Rapid-fire drum roll like a circus snare)
(Outro: The 150 BPM beat returns with a heavy bass stomp. The carnival organ gets louder and more dissonant)
Leave you behind in the hall of mirrors
I see you clearly, I have no fears
Just a clown...Just a trick...
(The music slows down like a record stopping. A single, low calliope note moans)
The show is over.(Silence)