The count (of five)

It's time you knew the score.
I don't need you no more.
(Oh, baby, yes it's true)
I'm completely done with you.

I'll give you 'til the count of three to get the hell away from me.
I'll give you 'til the count of five to die, baby, die, baby...
Baby, die, die!

You left me on my knees.
I tried so hard to please.
(But I don't play that way)
I got a secret that I'll tell you today...