verse1:

Go and take a ride to her shop in grant park

You can walk though the door and shove the knife in her heart

When you tell her thet you can't stand the song anymore

The one you two adopted on the prom dance floor

You can be a Tom Cruise and make a big scene

Or be like Mcgyver and cut it clean

Either way there's gonna be blood on the floor

When you tell her that you don't dig girls anymore



Chorus:

Anymore,(i can't belive it) anymore anymore



Verse2:

Now here's a funny story bout a singer named Jed

He caught his girlfriend with a women in bed

They were watching loveline with a bottle of wine

Having a party like it's 1999

So he thew down the movies and had a heart attack

He jumped in the ocean and he never swam back

They just stood there naked, except for their socks

Feeling cheaper than a prize in a cracker jack box

I don't think Jed's really gonna wanna rock anymore



Chorus;



Bridge:

Check the exposure, somethings wrong with this picture

I can't see the truth for all of the dirty lines

Check the exposure something's wrong with this picture

All in all your gonna loose your mind

Theres a little story that your gonna adore

Kinda like a lost scene on the cutting room floor

It's all fun and games till you get a black eye

Your down in the sewer asking all the rats, why?'

You can live and love and lie and cheat as much as you wish

But that's about as tacky as a satellite dish

On a hot pink house with a burgandy door

With cigarette butts all over the

I don't think my stomach's gonna take anymore



Chorus