Mercedes:
Mr. Shue was supposed to love me.
I turn my back and find myself out on the line.
You couldve warned me but that wouldve been too kind.
Will:
Ive been warning you for months to clean up your act.
Youve been late, youve been mean, giving all kind of stupid flack.
Mercedes:
Thats a lie, thats a lie.
Its just, I havent been feeling that well.
Santana:
Effie, please, stop excusing yourself.
Youve been late, youve been mean,
and getting fatter all the time.
Mercedes:
Now youre lyin, youre lyin.
Ive never been so thin.
Youre lyin, youre lyin cause youre knockin off that piece
who thinks shes better than everybody runnin for president.
She aint better than anybody.
She aint nothin but common.
Santana:
Now you listen to me Ms. Blame-it-on-the-world,
see I put up with you for much too long.
I have put up with your bitchin,
I put up with your naggin, and all your screamin too!
Finn:
Oohh, now when are you two gonna to stop all this fighting!?
Mercedes:
Stay out of this Finn, this is between Santana and me.
Kurt:
Yeah! Well its between me too,
Im as much a part of this group as anybody else.
And Im tired, Effie, Im tired of all the problems youre makin up.
Mercedes:
I always knew you two worked together!
Kurt:
What?!
Mercedes:
I always knew you two were ganging up on me!
Will:
Kurt had nothing to do with this change, it was you.
It was you, always thinking of you.
Always thinking of you.
Puck:
Lay off, Effie, just take the money and run
Mercedes:
You in this with them Puck?
Puck:
Cool it, Effie, this time you know what you've done.
Mercedes:
So they got your behind too, huh?
Puck:
I said, cool it, Effie. This time you've gone too far.
Mercedes:
Oh, I can go further. I can go further!
Mike:
I don't wanna stay around this, I'm just breakin' into this business.
This is between all of you. This is none of my affair.
Mercedes:
I'm not feelin' well, I've got pain.
Will, Santana, Finn, Kurt, Mike, Puck:
Effie, we all got pain.
Mercedes:
Oh, for two years I stuck with you, I was your sister.
Will, Santana, Finn, Kurt, Mike, Puck:
You were a trouble.
Mercedes:
And now you're telling me, it's all over.
Will, Santana, Finn, Kurt, Mike, Puck:
And now we're telling you, it's all over,
Mercedes:
And now, I'm telling you, I ain't goin'.
Will, Santana, Finn, Kurt, Mike, Puck:
It's all over.
Mercedes:
I ain't goin'.
Will, Santana, Finn, Kurt, Mike, Puck:
It's all over!